I slept sound this morning, did not get up early.  I did not go to the store this morning.  I wrote copies, mended some of my clothes, and spent the remainder of the forenoon reading and taking some medicine for fever, which I have been have a little of for some time.  It was a blustering forenoon out, but was quite pleasant this afternoon.  I went to the store after school and posted up the books and practiced telegraphy some.  I read considerable of a message that went through.  I have been writing a letter to Kate tonight, and wishing I could talk instead.  I am getting anxious to have her come as soon as she can.  I want to see her and the baby so bad.

*(R. Henry Scadin Collection, D.H. Ramsey Library Special Collections, UNC Asheville)