Monday February 4, 1895

Stormy but not cold--colder, a small blizzard for an hour or two tonight

Sometimes feel tired of my duties but most of sending the girls out twice every day for I am never free from it on school days. Miss Glass or Green can be away or stay in their rooms, but I must get the girls out. It is so wearisome. No letter though I have expected one from George for a day or two. Still it is best to learn to wait patiently for God's time. Wrote quite a letter to Ada this morning. Mr. Love is worse, has a high fever caused by his exertion in preaching yesterday. Mrs. Waite has gone to bed with rheumatism. My heart is weary tonight.