Dearest Diary,
It was another evening for the company of my sister. We have such fun together. There was no appearance of Mr. Jonathan this evening, but we did frequent a favoured merchant and spent some time in conversation with two other dear friends while we were out.
The lessons this morning were quite amusing with the unusual manner of dress that was displayed. It is those times when I wish I were able to be more cross with the school children. But I find such behaviour quite impossible to attain. Would that I did not adore them so.
Perhaps with the bonnets and hats that each will don on the morrow, we can be more at task than today? Perhaps not...
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