Sunday, 11th March, 1866

Very cold and windy. Only Zac could venture out to Church. He returned to dinner. I am suffering very much with neuralgia in my shoulder. Nan’s sore throat has relapsed again, and Hardie has a fever all day. Had a chill in the night. – – Had my shoulder bathed in Irish potato water, very hot, before retiring and found some relief from it. We all spent the day pretty much within doors. The wind is too high to go out.