I took a letter and a postal over to the Court House this morning to be mailed. I finished writing a paper for the Literary Society tonight. I left it with Mr. Harvey this afternoon, as I did not think I could attend very well. I practiced flourishing some this evening, but I feel to [sic] tired to work much. Una called out for “mama” on waking up once this evening, and it was very distinct. It commenced to snow a little this evening.
*(R. Henry Scadin Collection, D.H. Ramsey Library Special Collections, UNC Asheville)