Thursday, 23 November, 1865

An inclement morning. Bill had 19 hogs killed in good time. – – Hardie and Pigeo are disappointed in going to Richmond, though they got ready and had the buggy at the door. The day was so inclement. – – Nannie’s very complaining. Gave her tartar in broken doses. Pigeo attended to her. I went to the kitchen and attended to taking of fat. Clarissa attended to the outdoor part of it. These nineteen hogs, in addition to those ten killed, make a very pretty lot of pork, weighing about 3,000 pounds. – – I came in about 4, found Nan much better. – – Someone robbed a potato mound last night. Helped themselves plentifully.