Saturday March 23, 1895

Beautiful day

Mrs. Belyea came & told Mildred--she dreamed Monday night her papa wasn't ever coming back, poor girlie! Went up town, had some small photos taken and bought a game. Ordered one of Lyals & one of Pansy's books--Called on Mrs. Jones--also on Miss Hathaway. She has not been sick & still not well. Received another letter from George. I am to have a pony, he says. The fire bell is ringing. I am very tired. Mrs. Heynea came up tonight.