Wednesday, 13th March, 1867

Will it never stop raining? What a foolish question. Bill walked up to where the Yankees’ vessel was lying and went on board to give them a piece of his mind for their impertinence yesterday, some right sharp words passed between himself and them. Thought they would have had a row at one time. – – Pigeo sat in the chamber most of the day. Cut out 4 chemise for her. – – We went down after dinner and made and baked some delightful potato pudding.