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1868
Saturday, June 6.

Feeling a mite better sat am in bed [[saving?]] a letter from Major Delany. I am tired beyond endurance. Today is Lulie's birthday and I have nothing to give her 
To think Major Delany should prove so recreant to his many promises



1868
Sunday, June 7.

Very sick all day long 
Miss Emily attended me very kindly as did Mrs Grey. O how I miss Nenain!