Clear, cold morning. Margaret got the clothes dried. Harry very busy in the Mill. I hear Ellis Speakman died at 8 O'clock last night. I also hear Martha Tussey is better. Several Sleighs out to day, but road in front of our house is drifted badly. I received letter from Bella Sellers. Harry goes to W Chester to night. My heart a little to active to night; stomach not acting right I presume, and a little upset hearing of Ell Speakmans death. Just three weeks tomorrow since Walt Martin was burried. He, Ell, Jim Bailey, and Harry have been very intimate, all near same age. It causes one to think: Who next? I, perhaps.
Ellis Speakman's grave.
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