Abbie B., age 22, Kansas


Philip had a chill to day, but it did not last long.

The baking was a trouble to day, I must make new yeast before I bake again. Mother sent me hops again—and I will make yeast soon.

When Mrs. North moved to town—she gave me her cat Jimmie. Now the mice and rats are so bad up at Bachelor Hall, that they borrowed Jimmie.

I will miss him. He often slept at my feet.

When on our hunting trip, the handle of the teakettle was broken, and it made it very unhandy to use. Now Philip has fixed it. He is so handy about the house, when he is well. He made a darning needle for me, out of a piece of wire. Browned coffee, and pounded a can full, in p. m. copied my expenses for the year, and did other writing.

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