Thursday, 8 September, 1864

Fine weather. Bill is most all the time gone. Col. McLaughlin and Jimmie Spiller came this evening to spend the night.1 Pigeo and Nan played a good deal and accompanied them on his flute, and Stuart danced sweeter than anything I ever saw. – – Having peaches peeled, but I am afraid I shall lose good many of them on account of the wet weather.

  1. The Col., and perhaps his son as well, seem to be living with the Spillers.  (back)

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