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to dig a post hole, but insted I sawed one of the old pear trees for feul to burn in my fire place when you are here; After lunch and before dinner I cut some [[strikethrough]] also [[/strikethrough]] more. In one of the hollow limbs there was a mouse nest, woven of what seems to be wool into a cosy pouch, much more snug and warm than any birds nest I have ever seen.My dam leg feels so uncomfortable that to go to bed will be the best thing for me to do. Will continue [[strikethrough]] you [[/strikethrough]] this in the morning, so good night my love.  Forgive me for not writting a worthy answer to your letters. Was going to make an effort tonight 

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but the unexpected has taken possesion of my intention in the form of uric acid. Dam the acid that comes like a thief in the night and strikes one while asleep. Yet I suppose the things that are pleasant come in the same unseen way.

O to be wrapped in a wet sheet with a cabbage leaf on my head and to stand up on the top of yon high hill and let the icy north winds purify me!

With love good night.

The wind from the north is blowing thru his fingers, sweeping