Saturday, Nov 24, 1888 Tom and I went over to the cemetery and placed the cover on dear Gertrudes tombstone. I think I shall do this as long as I can as the stone shows indications of being perishable. Tom spread the manure over the lot a few days ago. It is a sad place to me holding as it does the dust of those I loved best. The little flag placed on Maurices grave by the Grand Army post still remained and fluttered in the wind. I wish I could put a stone at his grave and will as soon as I can. The skies are grey and promise snow. When I came back Tom and I put up the screen in the lower hall which I made last winter and now I think we are all ready for the winter except putting up the new stove in the hall when it comes in place of the old one. Mrs. Davis came up to dinner and stayed over night. Katy our cook is disabled with rheumatism and Tracy has to do all her work. I paid Post today for building the foundation of the stone at my father's and mothers graves, $6 for the foundation and $7 for the care of the lot 2 years up to this date.