was all swole up. evry
time he wood look out everybody laffed. so after
chirch old chipper Burly told him he coodent blow
the organ ennymore becaus he made faces and made
the peeple laff. so Beany has lost his gob again.
it was two bad becaus Beany coodent help it. we
are going to get up a partition to get Beany back.

July 22, 186---brite and fair. it is feerful dusty
now and when we go across the street we stamp our
feet and the dust comes up all over evrything. it is
lots of fun when peeple are near you. went in swimming
4 times.

July 23. brite and fair. i had tuf luck today.
first i got kept in the yard becaus i stamped some
dust on 2 girls whitch was going down town in white
dresses. mother heard them jawing me and come out
and made me beg there pardon and she give them
a brush and dusted them off and told me to stay in
the yard all day. then this afternoon i dident have
mutch to do xcept ho the garden. all the fellers
was away fishing or swimming or buterfliing, so i
dident have much to do and when old John Quincy
Adams Polard went by all humped up over his cain
i was picking buggs off the tomatoe plants and i jest
coodent help it and let ding 2 joosy red tomatoes
at him, the ferst whized by his head and he looked
around jest in time to get 2th rite in the eye. well
it squashed all over his face and he began to sware
and to lam round with his cane and claw the tomatoe
out of his eyes. then he come rite back to our
house and i squat down behine the tomatoe plants.
i was in a corner and coodent get out and he made
for me with his old cain. i hollered for mother and
she come out and stoped him after he had given
me 2 bats and nocked down 3 tomatoe plants. well
mother took him into the house and got sum water
and towels and washed his face and promised to have
his shert washed. then i had to beg his pardon.
that made twice in one day. that is two mutch i
think. then mother sent me to my room for the
rest of the day. so i staid there reading for a
awful long time and then i was trying to spit in the
rane baril and mother caugt me and sent me to bed.
a feller cant do nothing without being snached
baldheaded.

July 23, 186---today we wrote a partition to get
Beany back his gob. it read like this,

mister Chipper Burley. Beany wasent making
up faces last sunday when the peeple laffed. he was
bit by 2 yeller jacket hornits behine the organ and he
done prety well not to holler rite out loud. most
fellers