Still very cold. The roads are so filled with ice we determined to go in the wagon. Bake was complaining and remained at home. Bill went in the wagon with us. – – Cousin Lem was in Richmond. Hardin performed admirably well. – – I feel well paid for the jolting ride in the wagon and feel no inconvenience from it. My head ached before and does not ache any more now.1Caroline does occasionally display her dry wit. Found Bake better on our return to dinner. – – Bill wrote some letters tonight, one to Tolson and the other to Moore and Turner.