September 26,1793

 Dear Diary,

      It has been a few weeks since my last entry. A little summary of what has occurred, The doctors were considering putting me in an orphanage due to a lack of guardian(grandfather has been weakened) but thankfully grandfather refused and since now I am fully recovered we are going to start to head back to Philadelphia.  

    Right now we are staying at the Ogilvie mansion so we can rest but way into the night I heard the noise of the window opening but it was fairly dark so I couldn't see who it was. Then, I heard them utter about how no one is here so they could take what they want without interference.  I didn't like the idea of that but I didn't want to interfere because grandfather could hear and possibly get hurt by those guys.

    After about ten minutes they took most of the stuff in the room but then I saw that one of the guys was heading for the chess board that grandfather gave me. I was terrified that they would take it and sell it. It was one of my priced possessions so I yelled "no!" but unfortunately they heard me and I woke up grandfather. I could hear grandfather come downstairs and bust through the door with a rifle.

    One of the robbers tried to tell the other to escape but the other refused. Then the thief and grandfather started to fight but grandfather unfortunately lost (which resulted in his life). The intruders ran away while I sobbed not believing my eyes. "No grandfather can't be dead, he can't!"