December 31.

December 31.

This last day of the year finds me at Mr. P’s after having passed almost a sleepless night.  I was glad to see daylight.  If it wasn’t for Esther I should feel strangely enough but she is such a lovely, funny, cheerful little lady nobody can help feeling at home with her.  This afternoon, Mary came up here and pitched into me rough shod but I bore it patiently.  Col took Esther and I over [to the field?] 

Pittsfield Sun. Week of December 29. Accident to Lady Thorn.

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