Saturday, November 26th, 1853

This is Sister’s birthday, she is twenty-one years old. That seems right ageable.[1] – – Brother came down after breakfast and spent several hours. I returned home with him and spent the night. Mag and the boy are looking very well. I slept up in the garret by myself. Brother sent Uncle Billy up to Prince’s for their trunk and the stage driver had neglected to bring it down, and had taken it along with him to Tappahannock. One or the other, I never saw folks so disappointed. Mag didn’t bring any thing at all with her for Herbert or herself, so she is in a very bad fix if her trunk should be lost, which I hope will not be so.

  1. [1]Rose seems to be suggesting Sister is right old.

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