Just a gaggle of nonsense! 471 more words
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Friday. 23rd April. 1852.
High wind, and cold as winter.
The storm has not left us yet; clouds cold & dark.
I went to get 1 yd silk for Julia’s dress… 246 more words
I was rolling along with my Stowe bags when the bobbin winder on my 50 year old Singer popped off. I was not entirely surprised (when I oiled the machine a few years ago, I found an unexpected washer on the desk after I put it back together) but I was thwarted. 454 more words