1920. Jim Stewart's funeral. I went down town about half past five to get some Tomato soup and some Meat. Still storming as hard as ever but frost is gone off the front door. North Windows covered with frost though Charles took a snap of me standing beside the big snow bank at the foot of the steps. It is higher than my head so I hope the picture of it will be a good one. So windy I guess I will sleep inside. Trains Cancelled. Worst storm this winter. February 17 Tuesday. Still Storming. Part of the path was drifted up level. Hard work to throw the snow over the bank. Took me about two hours to shovel out the walk. Was so tired I had to lie down for awhile. Typed a couple of probates. Called to see Mrs. Simpson who has been ill and then went to see Mrs. Stewart. Mrs. Jeni Stewart there. She is feeling very badly about Jim's death. One train went up to-day And one went down about 6 o'clock. Mrs. Jim Stewart was going back to