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[[blank]] [[end page]] [[start page]] [line] Friday Jan 3. 1868 -25 [line] Morning. Peetka shirts the draft in the peechka while there is a large bed of coals alive in it, and the consequence is that the first thing I know, one Indian falls in half convulsion and while I am administering restoratives, I am seized myself in the same way. Go out across the yard and fall in a dead faint and do not come to myself for some minutes. Lie down all day with a fearful headache. So much for a little carbonic acid gas. The French who take this way of committing suicide show very bad taste. I think, as it's terribly painful. [line] Saturday Jan. 4 -15 [line] Feel better. Feed the dogs. Get some fish. Buy three loaves of bread from Temoshka and twenty losh from Yagorsha- Graishka ties up one morda for the fish trap + Kurill goes out + finds a place to put it which will take about 15 resitkas.