Thursday February 14, 1895

Bright, pleasant day, much warmer

One year today since Ella L. died. St. Valentine's Day--She was a message of love to God! Had a hard struggle not to let my evil nature get the better of me this a.m. & did not tell Howe to go out at noon. The children have been very good and obeyed quickly. Mrs. W has fallen in my feelings by telling Mr. Job of her trouble with Mr. Holt. I feel so sober tonight, like crying--things look so differently to ourselves & to others. Gotten along well on the mittens, have sewed some. Had a great deal of company in the schools. Only two mails a day now. Miss Allen's mother cannot live long.