to the bank this morning and we didn't do any thing much but chores the rest of the morning. Lloyds Phillips came over and got a load of hay but he had Garf Porcrit and another fellow with him so we didn't have to help him put it on. This afternoon Dad. Frank and I wrote to Uncle Hal. for his birthday. and I went over to Martin's with the bit Frank borrowed from Art. Quanbury the other day, I saw Mr. Briley and he was telling me that he didn't think a mash was the right thing at all for laying hens, while Chris told me to feed it so it's hard to tell what to do exactly. Dad. and I hooked Joe & Ginger to the bobs and went down to post Uncle Hal's letter but we were too late for to-night's mail. Dick and Wiggins rode over as far as the corner with us and then walked on around the hill we gave {Bruce?} Vice a ride home too. We also brought some lumber over from Tommy Gilles's for John Quanbury as Chris asked us to on our way down. We had great difficulty to night in trying to catch & lead naught and drive him into his stall and at last by running him through the deep snow until he was tired and he went in of his own accord. Snowed an inch or two last night and had been rather cold and blustery all day.

Thursday January 22nd

I did chores this morning and cleaned straw out of the chicken house and also sat in the dining room for awhile to catch Tiddums if he woke up coughing and put in the time sorting "Farmer's Advocator" Dad. and Frank sawed down the old Northern Spry in the pig yard.