in that
seesand. it felt so. enyway i am a octerune now
and most white. mother says one moar greecing
will be enuf.

September 32, 186---the last time i was greeced
i had the itch. it wasent as bad as this but i remember
it well.

September 33 186---today i went down town. i
have been away a long time but the town looks about
the saim. Kelley and Gardners have sole 2 gnifes
and Fogg and Fellows have sole sum pipes and a
cuppy Olliver Optics magazene and old Luke Langly
has sole a gointed comb and a tin horn and wagon
but in other respecks things look about the saim. i
am glad i wasent away long enuf for the place to
chainge. that wood be dreadful. i herd of a man
onct whitch was sent to jale for his hoal life.
bimby they was a new king in the land and he let out
the men whitch was in jale this poar man was so
glad to get out that he run 9 miles all the way
home but when he got home evrything had chainged.
where his house was stood a methydist chapel and
where his frends house was they had bilt a pest
house for small pocks pashients and where the green
house stood they had bilt a glue factory and where
the libary stood they was a slauter house. but in
spite of all these improovments he did not feal to
home and he was verry loansum. so he went back
to the king and gnelt down on his gnees and sed
nobble and venial monnark send me back to jale for
my friends are scatered and my house is gone. so
the king whitch was a verry kind harted monnark
sent him back to jale where he lived hapily many
years on bread and water and sumtimes only water.

so i know jest how he felt when i come down
town the ferst time to see if things had chainged.
but they havent mutch.

September 34, 186---well of all the big fools i
ever see in my life they aint no September 31 or 32
or 34 and i rote them down. this is October 4.
there was a frost last nite. i wanted to go to school
this morning but mother sed i had beter wait until
Monday and begin fresh. so i done errants and
split wood and luged pales of water and raiked leeves
this afternoon and me and Potter rew up the river
to the rapids. the lily pads was all ded and the
leeves of the trees was red and yellow. the blewgays
was calling and it semed kind of loansume. it
seamed good to row again in a boat. tomorrow i
shall go to chirch. i have missed chirch a good deel.
i never thougt i cood. i never thougt i cood miss
school but i have.

October 5, 186---i went to chirch today