1852 March [sic] 2d Friday Have been mending pants for Frank
Made a long call on Mrs S Ames in the morning
Have been sweeping and dusting. Mrs S Ames dined
in the other part of the house I carried my sewing
in there a couple of hours this afternoon Oakes A
went to Mr Howards after Orinthia this evening
Frank is not well and did not go Have
written a letter to Mrs Norris Augusta here this evening
After yesterday’s April Fool’s fun, Evelina resumed her domestic routine. She swept, dusted, mended, sewed and wrote a letter to a friend. Same old, same old. Her son Frank Morton, however, was under the weather, but her oldest son, Oakes Angier, was fine and even went out for the evening after work.
Old Oliver Ames, meanwhile, also resumed some of his routine, most of which had been disrupted by the shovel shop fire a month earlier. He was occupied by planning for the new stone factory buildings, but as he listened to the rain fall, he knew it was almost planting time. The farmer in him was getting ready for a new growing season. Perhaps in recognition of that, he “bought a yoke of oxen to day of Samuel Clap for $117-50.”*
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