[Diary] February 2.
Our little house looks really pretty — as such a barn of a place can. Rina brings out from her store one pretty thing after another to furnish the table and house. She will not sell these things, but lends them. To-night Hastings brought our rations. Such a to-do to get them put away. It is so pleasant to have the river just before us reflecting the stars, and to-night reflecting the lightning which is incessant, and to hear the bell, and the singing in church.
