Very little and all the much.

February 14.

Cloudy and stormy.  I came over home with Ellen Spelman last night after the concert.  She has been washing today and I helped her a very little and this afternoon I quilted a very little on her album bedquilt.  Uncle Fenton spent the evening here.  He is to work for Uncle David.  I returned rather early feeling strangely sad and “lonesome.”  All the much better than last night.