Another such a day as yesterday. The hands are shucking corn again today. Tom cleaned up chaff in the pantry, cut out ½ doz. towels and Pigeo and I hemmed them tonight. Hemmed three a few days ago, making nine new ones. Tom went away last night and staid till eight o’clk. this morning. Says he went to this Mother’s, something rather suspicious about it. There are some temptations for the darkies here. It would be a miracle for him to resist them all.