The Life Of George Holcomb – Angeline Falls Into The Fire

Friday, March 18, 1825: I set bar posts and mended stone wall and chopped wood in the woods. Tonight said post rider stays with us. He fetched me a book. The title is, “The Spiritual Mustard Pot.” The author is Mr. Amos Morey, a neighbor of mine. I paid one dollar for said book, and I have sold it in eight shares, or eight of us pays twelve and a half cents each.
March 2 l, Monday: This morning at one o’clock Wm awakened me and I took the single wagon and fetched some of the neighboring women to his house while he went after Doctor Graves, and bcforc daylight he had a daughter born.
March 31, Thursday: This forenoon we walled and this afternoon I went to nomination meeting to Thomas G. Carpenters. We chose a committee to meet other committee to appoint town officers to vote for.
April 2, Saturday: This morning I rode to Lebanon to J. Bull’s and agreed for his cakes to carry to Hancock and Lebanon and Stephentown to all of the town’s meetings. I am to have it for three cents a card, and return what I can’t sell.
April 4, Monday: This morning I took the double wagon and went to Lebanon, John Bull’s, and got two chests of gingerbread and cakes at three cents a card to carry to town meeting. Today I took the cake and a keg of cider and went to Hancock to John Gardner’s to town meeting. I sold out, apart of one chest of cakes and some cider. I made about three dollars.
Tuesday: I took the single wagon and one chest of cakes and returned to said Bull’s and got a new receit of cake, and said Bull rode with me to the Lebanon town meeting to Knight and Jones. I took along a keg of cider and a few apples. I sold out all I had. I made about ten dollars today, and Wm carried the other chest of cake to Stephentown to Nancy Griggs, and a keg of cider, and a few apples and he cleared about six dollars and fifty cents at town meeting.
April 9, Saturday: On this day my second daughter Lucinda Angeline rocked her chair over into the fire and burned one of her hands quite bad, which was very painful. I ran in great haste to Joshua B. Maxon’s and got a lump of unslaked lime to draw the fire out. We put it on and immediately found great relief. The skin came off and her hand was raw in spots, but tonight she rested quite well.
April 10, Sunday: My little girl’s hand is some trouble, some, but appears to be doing well.
Thursday, July 21, 1825: We worked at haying and harvesting rye and pulling flax, on this morning John Foster of Hancock took his razor and cut his own throat, and died instantly. It was thought that he was deranged by being out of health or a disorder in his head.
Friday: Today we reaped rye on my Rodgers farm and today we sold Asher Wheeler ten lambs at one dol and six cts per head. On this day the wife of old Mr. Caleb Chapman died. We pulled flax a spell towards night.
Sunday July 24: Today I and my wife walked to the Presbyterian Meeting House to the funeral of the aforesaid Caleb Chapman’s wife. Elder Hull preached.
For most of the time this week he is haying on his Rodgers farm.