May 30, 1865 pg 3

Kate Frost the "school marm" boards here,
and when we wish to take a look at
civilization we "take our lives in
our hands" and march down, no up
then down, over the little eminenence
known as Pike's Hill, a distance of
two and a half miles, and back again
after 4 O'clock P.M! Now do I not
deserve a medal? -- first wait while
I eat this warm cake Mrs F. has
brought me. Won't you have one?

"Rainy and dark is the day.
Somebody's waiting for somebody". -- True to
the letter. It has been almost one
continual rain storm during the
month of May, but a note received
yesterday says a friend will call today
rain or shine. Oh! you need not
allow those eyes of your to grow green
because it isn't a becoming color. It's
bad enough to have them blue, and
your case would surely be hopeless
were they green. Do you know