Quite a pretty morning, but very cold. Mr. Cooke left before breakfast and returned again at eleven. All hands went to work at the barn to see the damage done to the sleigh, and started away again about 2 o’clk., didn’t wait for dinner. Bill returned to supper. Roland, I suppose, went home. Mr. Cooke and Hardie came after we had finished supper, so I had to prepare another for them. Pigeo proffered to wait upon them and took the water in the parlor. I imagine they dined and supped at the same time, for I don’t know where they took dinner. Hardie got ready after supper and left with Mr. Cooke in his buggy and the sleigh hitched on behind with the intention of making a visit with him tomorrow to his Mother’s in Hanover, where they will spend several days. They are certainly wild boys. Don’t know what is to be their fate. Have fears sometimes for their safety, but I have always heard it said that “nought was never in danger,” so I suppose it will be all right with them, for they hearken at no remonstrance, but go their own way, and that will eventually (if they turn not) lead them to destruction, although there is a way for them, so plain, that a wayfaring man, though a fool may not err therein. – – Patsy came this morning to wash, but it was so cold I dismissed her after giving her some hot coffee and biscuits.