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and before I had half cut through it, a gust of storm and
wind came and blew so hard that down toppled my tree.
So the storm-helped me instead of doing me any harm
I began chopping at another tree, but found that the rain
on the axe handle would soon do up my hands in
blisters, and 'twas such a cold rain, that I could not
keep my self warm though in a profuse perspiration
at the time so we made the best of our way up to our
house, but before I could get on my wet things off, I shivered
with the cold. However a complete change set me all right
Saturday. Nice day. Hauling up timber. Spent the evening
getting my guns in order, and cleaning apparatus, and all
necessary appurtenances for my trip to the Lake on Monday
next. Spent Sunday at Home. This is the fifth week we
have had no parson. In the evening I walked down to
Mr Bentley's, and met the five others who are to be my
companions in the shooting excursion. The company
consists of self, Mr Bentley, Mr George Murphy, Mr Kent,
Mr Clarke, and Mr William Kent. we lay with our clothes
on, on the beds at 9 o'clock. Slept till one, and then got up.
I had forgotten my flasks, so I jumped on Mrs Bentley's black
mare, and galloped through the wood up to our farm.
It was a fine moonlight ride. The horse stepped out well