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Dec. 28-31
I stay at home. We hear Mrs. Meade [wife of Rev. R. K. Meade] is dead. Her poor children, how I pity them for she was a good mother. For her, I believe all is well. Monday I spend in town and attend Mrs. Meade's funeral. How sweet and hopeful sounded that beautiful hymn "Asleep in Jesus." Our church was not dressed for Xmas this year and it seemed almost ominous for there were four funerals among the congregation during Xmas week. Hangings of black would have been suitable instead of the fir tree, the pine tree and the box tree together to beautify the sanctuary. The quietest Xmas I almost ever spent. Do some work on my War Scrap Book.
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