[Campton—Friday, 1 July 1864]
Friday Drove to Plymouth yesterday afternoon to send a telegram to J.T.F. he being threatened with erysipelas and told not to come back. Mr Willey drove and shopped there with his wife. I sat in the wagon and saw a horse “cribbing” that is biting. He was like a child biting on an India rubber ring, biting on the iron ring of the post. A disease in old horses—sometimes fills them with wind and prevents them from eating.
Came back slowly—the fireflies making the fields radiant as if the constellations had descended, found Jamie here.
