Another pretty day. I arose early this morning. Had Bill wakened to fan wheat to send to Richmond. I prepared some things to send Mary, some dried peaches, carboy of molasses, some butter and lard, a ham of old bacon, some potatoes, a bunch of cotton for candle wicks, a few herring, and some potato bread and cakes for the children. Also sent a jug molasses to Albert, Tom and Leah.1 Sent twenty-six bushels wheat by the wagon. – – Cut out another shirt for Zac. – – Bill and Zac sowed seven bushels oats this morning. Then Bill rode Nellie to the C.H. and the owner of her, is the rightful owner, came up and proved property and claimed the horse. She had been stolen before Bill bought her.2 – – It grieved him a good deal to give her up.