Fine clear morning but colder than usual. Copied in the morning and read a little
of the Life of Columbus aloud. Nothing new. Krehmer and Watkins called upon me but
had little or nothing to say. Took a ride with my Mother and Mrs. Smith as Mary was
quite unwell. The time for her confinement is approaching. Wrote a long letter to
Abby which was not finished when the dinner bell rung. And I was afterward obliged
to hurry it. Conversation with Mrs. Smith. Affairs of our family, which seems on the
whole to be the most singular in the world for Hot water seems our element.