Since Monday have been in bed nearly all the time. Had an attack like Mrs. L. Thankful to be better. I came the nearest to being homesick I ever was. Philip has been doing the cooking. I have no appetite, and that worried him. It is laughable to see him bake flap jacks for himself. To be ill and not see a woman for a week—is hard luck. I am better so let us rejoice. Philip has gone to see if he can shoot a prairie chicken.
The sun is seting— I must take a look at this last of Sept. sun set. And may a picture of it be on memories wall for a long time.
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