Sixteenth Entry: November 1st

We made it to the Lake Ontario. The family is starving. With the flintlock I did manage to shoot down a rabbit. But I have ran out of ammo. It was not much food either, so I ended up giving it to the twins.

With a stroke of luck We managed to find a ship on a small port. They were fishers and were heading throughout Lake Ontario..We traded our horse and wagon for a boat ride to Belleville.

We all sat on the ship wanting food. The fishers shared a little fish, but it was barely anything And would not give more, as their business was built upon the fish they caught. We agreed to help fish and fished on the way with some spare fishing rods they had, but are currently having no luck.

Elly is not doing well, the cold has gotten to her, and is very hungry. I hope we get there soon, or my family may not live to see the day.

Seventh Entry: November 5th

Today, Elly passed away. It truly dampened the mood. On this trip we lost half of our children. Lilith is not taking it well. Adeline, has been dampened too, but unlike us, is still fighting the hunger. She managed to catch quite a lot of fish. So much that she even got paid a lot for her services.

Mr Abbott has been a very dark fellow recently. He seems to mutter unmentionable words under his breath constantly. His face did lighten up a little when we bought some of the fish from the men to eat. We put Elly in a box to bury when we make it to Belleville.

Mary is broken over another lost child, and so am I. I never realized how much I appreciate Adeline, if it was not for her, we would all be dead. We’ve been sleeping in a storage area by a bunch of barrels, holding our last belongings. It is not the most comfortable spot, but we did not complain.

Eighteenth Entry:November 7th

Yesterday, we made it. Mary, Lilith, Adeline, and Mr. Eric Abbott all arrived in Belleville alive. We arrived and set out throughout the small town for our own stretch of land. Miraculously and mostly unheard of we actually found somewhere to stay.

Of course, Adeline’s money was not enough to stay in this place. We had to sell some of our belongings. It turned out, my flintlock was an antique. It would get us enough for our own home. So bitter sweetly I coughed up my prized possession and got enough money to get ourselves a recently emptied out small house. It was not glamorous, but it was a home.

We just moved in today, it was not hard with our little belongings. I sat down with Mary and comforted her and apologized. We should have left sooner, we would have been able to bring all of our money, and more of our stuff. Mr. Abbott watched the kids while we did. We plan to get a job tomorrow. Perhaps I could become a doctor again and be able to provide for my family.