Another fine morning, cool and pleasant. Sent breakfast to 7 hands, exclusive of ours. Finished the wheat, except gleaning, beautiful grain, but not an abundant harvest. – – Camm, Larkin and Bob Lipscomb in the field, sent a bottle spirits, sugar, &c to the field. Bill was in fine spirits last night, but this evening is in a peck of trouble. The hands all want to leave the cornfield in the grass and go out cutting wheat. If his bad wishes could exterminate the race, I don’t think there would be one on the face of the earth. I wish they would do as they ought to do and stand to their word and we would know better what to depend on. – – Gave Nan a painting lesson this evening, she made a very good start.