[Wednesday] August the 30 
Today I have been busy making hay till I was very tired. After dinner, Aunt Elizabeth came up, and Mr. Beamish. -- Mama and Aunt were picking currants all the afternoon, and Mr. B. and me took care of Joanna. -- I have worked a small piece of trimming today besides making hay. -- Mr. Beamish brought me a note from Harriet. -- And I wrote a short one to her. -- I hope my friend Thomas is near his journey's end, for the night looks very dark. How often do I wish there was a bridge across the harbour that I might see my friends without any danger. -- Papa has been to town today. It grows late and I feel more inclined to sleep than write. -- I now hear the ferry horn blowing and the night is very dark, which makes it sound quite melancholy. -- Heaven grant that my friend may get over safe.