as more important that we should come when we are called.

_October._--Grandmother's name is Abigail, but she was always called
"Nabby" at home. Some of the girls call me "Carrie," but Grandmother
prefers "Caroline." She told us to-day, how when she was a little girl,
down in Connecticut in 1794, she was on her way to school one morning
and she saw an Indian coming and was so afraid, but did not dare run for
fear he would chase her. So she thought of the word sago, which means
"good morning," and when she got up close to him she dropped a curtesy
and said "Sago," and he just went right along and never touched her at
all. She says she hopes we will always be polite to every one, even to
strangers.

_November._--Abbie Clark's father has been elected Governor and she is
going to Albany to live, for a while. We all congratulated her when she
came to school this morning, but I am sorry she is going away. We will
write to each other every week. She wrote a prophecy and told the girls
what they were going to be and said I should be mistress of the White
House. I think it will happen, about the same time that Anna goes to be
a missionary.

_December._--There was a moonlight sleigh-ride of boys and girls last
night, but Grandfather did not want us to go, but to-night he said he
was going to take us to one himself. So after supper he told Mr. Piser
to harness the horse to the cutter and bring it around to the front
gate. Mr. Piser takes care of our horse and the Methodist Church. He
lives in the basement. Grandfather sometimes calls him Shakespeare to
us, but I don't know why. He doesn't look as though he wrote poetry.
Grandfather said he was going to take us out to Mr. Waterman Powers' in
Farmington and he did. They were quite surprised to see us, but very
glad and gave us apples and doughnuts and other good things. We saw Anne
and Imogene and Morey and one little girl named Zimmie. They wanted us
to stay all night, but Grandmother was expecting us. We got home safe
about ten o'clock and had a very nice time. We never sat up so late
before.

1855

_Wednesday, January_ 9.--I came downstairs this morning at ten minutes
after seven, almost frozen. I never spent such a cold night before in
all my life. It is almost impossible to get warm even in the
dining-room. The thermometer is 10 deg. below zero. The schoolroom was so
cold that I had to keep my cloak on. I spoke a piece this afternoon. It
was "The Old Arm Chair," b