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I found poor old Huldey in a bad fix sure enough-; she
was relieved. This ere long -- was easy again - , I had
a long chat with Mr Wood, & for fear of a return of
Huldey's ailing, remained there all night --

Monday - Dec 11th - Rose early - visited Huldey &
found her quite easy - prescribed a little more -- had my
horse brot out, and sped homeward, Through a heavy drizzle
which made my garments rather ponderous - Mrs Rusk's
smoking coffee & her smiling countenance were equally grateful,
after such a ride, without overcoat, leggins or umbrella --
Had another call this morning - to go 6 or 7 miles to see
a poor & worthless piney woodsman -- I was preparing to go,
when, most opportunely, Crawford's mischief-making mule again
let the horses out of the lot - mine amongst the rest,
they dashed by in a regular stampeded , & did not return
till the medicine I had prepared, was far on its way to
the sick man -- Had a long confab with Edwards about
his epileptic attacks -, promised to physic the poor fellow.
Spent all afternoon & evening in my office - reading -, have
enjoyed a fine feast of reading - Dr Caldwell came back
just before supper - rode from Campbelltown today - 40 miles
- weary enough -- & miserable, so he says - natural enough
for one of his disposition &c. has been raining,
raining -- is yet raining, raining -- some rascally,
quarrelsome dogs have been [wrangling?] around the doors
tonight, making incessant horribly disturbing noises --
I discharged my gun amongst them without effect just
now - since writing have been out twice - just this mo-
ment sent a load of squirrel shot against one of the
offenders - exciting in him great exercise of his vocal
and locomotive organs tis late - the dogs & my books
have kept me up.