Thursday, March 6th

A warm morning and day—nothing particular stirring. The brigantine Salopian came in with flour and supplies. Henry and Willy set off to Gough's station to get the bullock page 144Rhodes promised to lend us. Finished a long letter to Mary to go by Salacia. Montagu came back from Port Levy. Willy being not returned at milking time, I went and brought home the cows myself, and got George to milk them while I stood at the cow's tail to receive the pence. I felt something like Cincinnatus.