Day Eighty-three
An Tryja Dedh
ha Pajar Ügens
De Sül ew, an pempes dedh warn ügens
a vis Meurth. Thera dhen kewer pur deg hedhyw, keth ew an gwens whath yeyn
lowr. Bes ma moredh dhebm hanath. O whôr gotha a wrüg merwel hedhyw, òja cleves hir.
It’s Sunday, the 25th day of March. We had very lovely weather
today, though the wind is still quite cold. But I am grieving tonight. My older sister has died today, after a long
illness.
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