The Jervis McEntee Diaries - September 1, 1883

Diary Entry:

Saturday, Sept 1, 1883 My boil or carbuncle, I can hardly tell which it is begins to inconvenience me, and I have done very little. Have begun a letter to Booth. The weather is dry and melancholy to me. Nothing so dispiriting as a drought. The summer is gone. I am appalled when I stop to think how time flies and saddened to reflect how little I accomplish.

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