June 30, 1902

A fine day; the first good day we have had for some time.

The sun has shone all day and all life seems to rejoice.

I went down to Jefferson today.

Paid down interest on the four notes and had the one maturing today extended for two years.

I took the wool to Mrs. Shipman.

The price received was 15¢ per pound; the 20 fleeces weighed 168 lbs.

The Shipman home was a sight not to be forgotten in the suggestion of the scenes enacted there a few days ago.

The windows shot out of the front part of the house, and the sash and shutters torn up with the charges of heavy shot fired by the mob who besieged the old man.

Glass from the windows still strewn on the floor with the paper and plaster on the wall plowed in streaks and the facings and wainscot which made a firmer surface bearing a clearer print of the buckshot; with such surroundings and all the memories of that dark day.

Mrs. Shipman still conducts the business which she has built up and one cannot help admiring the fortitude of a woman of 70 who seems to appreciate fully the terrible event which may form from now on a lasting disgrace on the Town (Jefferson) and County (Greene).

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