June 8, 1898

Fine weather. Not quite as hot as yesterday. Business fairly good. Martha wrote a letter to the Connors, but we forgot to mail it. Martha has got awfull cramps in her right leg, and toothache most every night. There is a wedding in the nighborhood to night. Got Beer, Whiskey, Wine and other things, with musick. Raise the devil now all ready and will surely fight each other before long. All irish.