A very seasonable pretty morning. Killed a fine young beef weighing 75 and 80 lbs. to the quarter. Sent a piece to Mr. Warters, a piece to Mrs. Larkin Garrett and to Mrs. Lipscomb, and a piece to Ju.1 – – Entered my cloth through a harness. – – Bill and I cut out the beef this evening. – – Bake took a ride on Shakespeare to look for grapes. – – Took Tom and Martha with her. Rose went too. Poor little Nan is confined with toothache and suffering more than any little thing I ever saw. – – Patsy attended to the fifth quarter of beef.2 Martha bakes loaf bread in the chamber and we took supper up there on the same little table we commenced housekeeping with.