Wednesday, 23, November, 1864

A bright and beautiful morning and as cold as Dec. We are having hickory wood on account of getting ashes for the horses. They are not as fat as they ought to be. All look badly, particularly George, and he has a very sore back since Bill rode him last Friday and Saturday. No school again today for the children.

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