Quite pleasant today. The boys, except Liv, went fishing, which was the way they celebrated the old fourth. How unlike the days of yore. Liv rode his Yankee horse away on business. I am right much indisposed still and I declare the boys do annoy and worry me so much. They make me say sometimes without meaning it that I had rather the war should be going on just to get rid of them. They all came to dinner. Had three wild ducks for dinner, and nice dish of perch they caught yesterday. I did not go down to dinner. Can’t take any exercise scarcely, am so weak and feeble. Never ever so much weakened from so trivial a cause. – – Parky is sick this morning. Finished the washing she commenced yesterday.