The darkness is coming on, and we must save in candles, or I could write much more.

Ah, me! what a day this has been.

I have had but one pleasant moment since it began; and that was in the morning, when I set my little Emily to work on a bead purse for the kind doctor's daughter.

My child, young as she is, is wonderfully neat-handed at stringing beads; and even a poor little empty purse as a token of our gratitude, is better than nothing at all.
19th .-- A visit from our best friend--our only friend here--the doctor.
After he had examined William's eyes, and had reported that they were getting on as well as can be hoped at present, he asked where we thought of going to live?
I said in the cheapest place we could find, and added that I was about to make inquiries in the by-streets of the town that very day.

"Put off those inquiries," he said, "till you hear from me again.