Fine growing weather, gently rainy. Dellah still at work in the yard. Bake undertook to have a piece of cloth hemmed and put in the loom. Bettie banded threads, coarse cloth for the servants’ shirts, or rather for the colored people. They will not be servants much longer, I imagine. – – But the Lord’s will be done. I will try and content myself with whatever he pleases to permit or inflict. We are told that through much tribulation, we shall enter into the Kingdom of God, and my prayer is daily that I may continue faithful to the end, pressing forward and onward and keeping the prize in view. – – Mrs. Lipscomb came this evening to beg a pittance. I gave her something in a small way. – – Evelyn sent me $200 by Oby for a barrel of corn. – – I am busy myself in the garden as much to kill time as for the expectation of being benefitted from my labor, but the Lord knows best. I will look to him and go on, “Paul may plant and Apollo may water but the increase is of the Lord.” This may apply somewhat.1Caroline here paraphrases 1 Corinthians 3:6, a commonly used reference in sermons and religious writings of the day. As a young woman Caroline may have been exposed to the concept through the first issue of Alexander Campbell’s The Millennial Harbinger, No. 1, Vol. 1, page 22 (1830). – – Lieut. Haw came this evening from Bruington and spent the night. – – We all sat up quite late. The children played and sung a good deal for Lieut. He enjoyed it very much. Bill came in after supper. Been floating all day, i.e., after he had his seine fixed. – – Sowed snaps, brown corn, parsnips, butterbeans, onion seed, &c. Nan planted her onions Ju gave her.