Saturday, April 27, 1872 steamboat Rochester gone up today first time. Sunday June 1st 1879 oh what a tangled web we weave when first we practice to deceive-and yet all this has come out without any help from me. when I brought her down years ago, she had not then publicly assumed her real name, and to the people on the island was introduced as Miss Hoston, but I cannot expect her to tolerate that now, and can it all be arranged without sickening explanation, as curious people always demand and insist on-but I feel I must see her in some way or other. The boys have worked excessively hard during past weeks, and have got all in only our barley and last night and today blessed showers have fallen which make the fields look promising and green. lord grant that I may be able to assist at the gathering in of the harvest-or in mercy remove me from this earthly scene on which I have come to look back on as a thing of past and shall concern me but little if all were well there would not be a struggle in leaving, especially as my angel sister is beyond the river to beckon this way