Dearest Diary,
I regret to inform you that I cannot divulge what I had so desired to tell you yesterday. Now it seems there will be a few days more before I am able to advise you of such matters. But it has not darkened the rest of the day's events. I spent much of the day with my sister and mother as is typical of such summer days. There was of course a bit of rain, but neither did that dampen our spirits. We are soon to be in the company of some distant family from Scotland and that promises to be quite a time. I am not well acquainted with them, but I am told that the young maiden in the family seems to be a bit of an independent. I admire her spirit. I shall tell you more of our visit on the morrow...
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