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Monday, November 11, 1889

Sister Hilda had a little boy and called it Jonnie after its uncle.

Sunday, November 24, 1889

John Tripp and I quit hunting for this fall unless there comes

more snow we got four I killed two. John one and a half one.

Tuesday, December 03, 1889

Mother and Hilda came home but the baby had died on the

road to Aitken. Hilda feels awful bad about it.

Thursday, December 05, 1889

We took little John Fisk Amadon down to the cemetery and

buried him. John and Jennie Tripp, Sister Mary and myself

were all that went. Hilda was too sick to go.

Monday, December 09, 1889

She sent me her

I heard this after noon that "Belle" was dead. She has been

picture that she

sick all summer and fall. So ends a love story began almost

promised me when I

six years ago. Poor! women, her lot was a sad one. I shall

left her at St. Cloud 5

always hold her memory sacred as my first and only love up

years ago.

to the present time and it is doubtful if ever I love again. I

believe that she loved me as dearly as I did her if the truth had

been known. She died Monday Dec. 9, 1889. She left a

daughter about 3 1/2 years old.

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