Monday, January 21, 2013

Wednesday, January 21, 1863

Betsey Bailey called.  I called up to see Mrs. W. D. Bailey whose children have been sick - found them convalescing.  
The snow which fell three inches deep is melting fast but the river is slowly falling.  It has not been more than half way up the banks and not over any of the bridges.

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