Lydia_Gay_Diary

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The diary of Lydia Gay Ingallas (1832-1840), wife of Mr. Daniel Ingallas of Boston, is one of sorrow. She was born in Massachusetts on July 25, 1765 and was extremely devout.

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21 monday morn walk out and the air is agreable and bought tow Babys for my children Mr Ingalls has gone to his farm this morn a Mr Avry from albany came and his friend he is ingage man he Sung hymn and has prayrs Mr Farmeworth came and Sleep hear his visits is painfull, he often Speaks of the ours he has spent with my Dear Son

28 morn had prayr and wepp together as we conversed a bout Daniel. he observed what I know not now I shall in heaven

29 Wednes morning [?] years this day Since my Dear Son Daniel graduated Harvard College Cambridge. Mr Farmsworth dine hear and alluded to the event of the rapid flight of the Succeding Years

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I have meet at Mrs Bowers with the ladyes the Rev Mr Emerson call in the afternoon before that his Stay will be Short on the Earth but I trust that he is ripe for glory. he converced with me one the great thing of Eternity he Said the Bible was the only book to read for improvment

30 my Frances Spent the day with me and her child

31 friday a cloudy morn I am not very well but I hope that I am thankful that my life is Spared a nother month

1 September I have been imployed puting Engravings in my Scrapbook

Sister Garrish as left us this morn for Newport at Mrs Clark the church meet there Sater afternoon

2 Lordday a Pleasant morn

3 I was in Pritty good health I went to Mrs [?] to dine and spend the night with [?] [?]

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4 tusday morn, a great rain and I thought that I Should be disappointed but the rain Stopped and we went and my Mother was pleased to See me, I am glad to think the is in a better place, and with a christen woman, one hour and greater on the road, had good ride. Went to bed tired and Sleep well. My cosen was very kind to me in Roxbury at her Father house.

5 the Sun rose with new vigor to [?] the dayly corse. I had good night Sleep and rose Strengthened in body and mind. I returned hence and found all well 24 years has passed since I was at Canton at the Funeal of Mr Bussey. his Widow is Living and my Mother with her; answer to prayr that She is remove from her former Situation. now I can See her often, the way So Short. She is Ninety 3 years old and is in good health and is upright and walk firmly as a woman of 50

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Thursday morn in comfortabl health my god accept my early vows, like morning incense in thy house, and let my night worship rise Sweet as the evening Sacrifice.

recived a letter from Elisebeth from Bangor and tow from Miss Cross, and first one to E this morn. I walk to See Frances and I Stopped in the Catholick church and Rev C Flaherty M D was Baptising children the ordinance atendid with useless ceremony I have been lingered a round my Son tomb here I daily offered up my prear for Support and consolation

7 a pleasant morn and my christen friends came and we had good meeting walk out this afternoon.

8 Saterday morning a Sweat day for the Season Sorrow is better than laugher for by the [?] of the countenance the heart is made better

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9 Lord day morning O glorious morn I beg that the Sun of Riteousness will Shine on my Soul

A Pine St George Beecher 9 [?] hebrews the 6 chap and 11 verse and we desire that every one of you do shew the Same diligence to the full assurance of hope unto the End, James the 2 chap and the 4 verse ye adulterers and adulteresses, know ye not [?] friendship of the world is [?] with god: whosoever therefore will be a friend of the world is the enemy of god I never heard Such a close Sermon from anny man and I am resolve to be more desided then ever I have love the world and [?] Idols I pray that I may be forgiven this Sermon was Preached by Doc Skinner [?] Philadelphia

10 monday morn, whatever thy hand findeth to do do it with thy might for there is no work nor device nor knowledge, nor wisdom in the grave whither thou goest

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