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Sunday, September 30, 2012

August 17th, 1835


 

 
 

            I just visited Ann.  She was sick.  I can’t believe that she has typhoid fever.  It seems that every women who I’ve cared about is either dead or deathly sick.  I’m going back again tomorrow, and trying to get the doctors to do something more, anything really.  Wish me luck.

 

      

For Ann’s recovery

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