Tuesday, 20 June, 1865

I never knew so much wet weather as this season hardly in all my life. It rains continually and this evening poured down in torrents. Bill had corn shelled for mill. I took a short nap while it was raining. Pigeo read to me. – – Bettie rubbed out some new wheat to toast. Coffee is still too high priced to use lavishly. I mended my gloves. The Lieut. rode to Mr. Spillers this morning on Shakespeare to send letters by the McLaughlin’s to Baltimore. – – Frederick came in this morning and looked very much ashamed of his conduct, and said he was not in his right mind. Bill gave him a severe lecture. – – Had a row of snaps sowed by Tom this evening.

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