and I weeded at the potatoes one hoed while the other pulled weeds. We only had two rows to do by noon so this after noon we finished the job although it has been a good drying day and John Wess was hauling in this after noon, but Dad. thought our bluegrass would be all the better to cure a little longer in cock. Frank worked on his alfalfa ground and the strip of corn ground that the crows demolished the corn from all morning and this after noon got Art Quanbury's seed drill and sowed his alfalfa. Winnie was over to tea and I drove her home to-night. Saturday July 31st It rained quite hard again last night but Dad thought the hay was dry enough to haul before noon although it has been cloudy and trying to rain all day till about five o'clock when it cleared off and got quite cool. Dad. worked in the garden & cut thistles this morning and Frank sowed some buckwheat on the corn patch that the crows ate up and I cultivated my flower bed. About eleven we went out and put on a load of hay and this after noon Dad & I got in three more - Frank felt sick all the after noon but was able to stay up in the mow and tell us where to dump the hay. Aunty was over to tea to-night and Enah & Tid drove her home with Mexico. The end of July without one really hot day. Sunday August 1st Frank Tid. and I went down to Sunday school and Dad. and Enah went down to church and then out to the Smythe's for dinner and to spend the after noon. We three stayed at Aunty's for dinner. Tid stayed there all the after noon till Dad and Enah called for him. Frank rode his wheel down to the Ward's with Gilly and I came home to do the noon chores and stayed home the rest of the day. I had several callers, two with indisposed dogs requiring veterinary treatment and later Mrs. Brent & Eric came over. They never seem to strike here when Enah is home. I finished reading a book of E. Philips, Oppenheim's to-night, "The Great Impersonation". It was a good one. Cloudy and quite cold to-day. Monday August 2nd It rained again this morning so that we couldn't work at the hay all day. Dad. ploughed and this morning Frank and I hoed the strawberries and cabbages. Karl came over and got Charlie. I didn't do much this after noon but cut a little lawn and sit around Harry Misener was over and sold Dad. another ton of Bosie Hay although he admitted there was no difference to be seen the the fertilized & unfertilized wheat or potatoes nor pasture so far. Frank cultivated the little patch of corn and went down and got a load of sawdust. I went down to band practice to-night. Still very cool.