Tuesday, April 18, 1872

A lovely morning but air cool,thawing a good deal. was disappointed in not receiving any letters or papers by mail, all seems to have forgotten us. I sufferd much yesterday from headache and had to take a powder last night before I obtained any sleep, feel refreshed this morning but of that unsettled sort that ensures nothing for the future. Mrs.Costello hired today, the time passing away.

Wednesday April 2nd raw cold morning, almost a second winter frost. the doctor wants me to read nothing, write nothing, and in fact think of nothing but keep cool,calm, peaceful, the brain want wants perfect rest. I have been trying this regimen for some time,and last night actually dreamed I had accomplished it.all of us it seemed had joined with me in this mental abstinence, and last night we met in a grand walhalla of total ignorance.