Saturday February 9, 1895

Still very cold, but pleasant

Another day and yet no letters. I was very much disappointed until I thought of God's goodness and love for all His children. He knows what is best. On that I can wait.

My head aches, but I think the quiet of this afternoon may help it. Have sewed a little. The trains were so irregular that Edna could not go home last night: went today. Miss Allen went home this noon. Her mother is very sick.