Saturday March 9, 1895

Rained--Cleared about noon

Went up town for about one hour, to wear off my restlessness, and get some fresh air. Walked part way up & my ankle feels stronger. No letter today! At first I felt as if I could not be patient but God has helped me and I can wait for His will! Melted some maple sugar. Put some pieces in a scrap book.

Mrs. W. P. told me of the good Social last evening, they took in $40. Have read some of George's old letters.

Grace Allen's baby boy is dead--8 mo. old.