[Friday] October the 20 
This morning, after I churned
my butter, Betsy and me went to town on business. -- Betsy went out while
I sat by a cheerful fire. We dined at Mrs. B. -- Mr. Beamish was called
away on business at this side and lost
his dinner with us. -- When we came over, Papa was waiting for us. It was
quite late when we got home.