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October 27, 1863
Dear Diary,
Lily and I have been on the train for 6 days. I don't cry so much but when tears fall down my face Lily licks them away.
We haven't seen tall buildings or factories in a long time. All we see now are fields, bright blue skies, and trees. They say we will be in Iowa soon. I hope no one discovers Lily. |