and Bobcayceon for nearly two weeks and since coming back with Marj. have been so unsettled and having so much {illegible} getting our new nest feathered that I havent been able to get into my old habit of writing in my diary. There is not much use trying to record the events of the past few weeks as I don't know what has happened, all I know is that Marj. and I are married and have had a most happy time and that we are the luckiest pair alive as we are in our own house by ourselves for the winter and with the many things Marj. has had given to her and the things by the Zealand's which we may use, we seem to have every thing we want, we don't even have to pay rent for the place, which is very fortunate as being as poor as ever as far as cold cash is concerned. Mr. Zealand is still here during the day packing up fruit and making cider but he stays at night with Mr. Johnson and has his men at the Quanburys. He went to Hamilton last weekend and spent Saturday after noon giving away the fruit he had sent down. Besides the many things Marj. has had given to her privately we have had several more or less public donations. The second night we were back in Dover The band came over to the farm 17 strong with an extra to carry Karl's big drum, Karl himself being burdened with a dandy big leather rocking chair to present to us. We had a fine musical evening On Thursday November 4th we were invited to a meeting of the County J.F.I.A. at Mr. Neff's in Simcoe where we were presented with a beautiful table-cloth. Marj. says it is one of the finest she ever saw and that the like can't be bought new, this one being made before the war. The next night we were invited to the Sunday school where they had "kitchen shower" for Marj. and stocked her up with a fine lot of aluminum and pirex ware and rumors have reached us that the object of a combined visit of teachers on Tuesday night November 16th is to present Marj. with some forks. This is Monday the 15th and I have not had time to make an entry in this for about a week. This house keeping is very unsettling but it is a lot of fun. I am waiting now for Marj. to get dinner. I have just got of 12 bbl {barrels} of apples to Mr. Clarke which I spent considerable time last week and the week before getting ready for him. Frank and I got in the mangels and Dad. has got some plowing done. Our turnips are out yet and as we had a very cold snap (about 12° of frost) they are