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=== THURSDAY, OCTOBERT 27, 1870. ===
It rained again last night, quite a shower, consequently I could not go to mill as I had intended. Charley has been ploughing again to day. I have been gathering cider apples, husking corn &c. There has been a very heavy wind to day. How precious to know that ones way, though it may seem dark, is appointed of God. Hence all things shall work together for our good. But I find myself in constant need of great grace else I am not at all able to trust God or to take him at his word.
=== FRIDAY, OCTOBER 28, 1870. ===
Charley has been ploughing to day as usual. I went out to mill after or rather with a grist of fifteen bushels for Miss Howell and some chop for myself. Found the roads pretty bad. An unusual incident has just happened me. Last night I read the last of St John where it speaks of Thomas the doubting disciple. Soon afterwards Something seemed to tell me that I had been doubting and that the dark season which has just past came from my own unbelief. Lord help me to believe with all my heart.