Friday July 7th

Art. & Charlie didn't call for me this morning and I didn't see them go past so I walked out as I promised Glen I would go back. We were at it all day and just about six to-night got it into its place so we are through with it. It will take a little longer to level and block it up. Old Isaac & Od. were on the job to-day and Od. was almost as silent as yesterday but to-wards evening I managed to get him talking (because I was curious to see what he would say and how he would say it.) by remarking on the size of his wrists and then he started to tell me of the weights in logs that he had carried and before we quit had told me several interesting stories of the early days and the scythe & cradle, when men were plentiful and every one of them strong, and each vied with the other in feats of strength and powers of endurance. Dad. plowed a little more to-day and Frank finished cutting the corner field. This was Dad's birthday and Dick and Winnie were over to tea, we were late getting through chores. Frank got some raked up and Dad. got a load cocked up. Hot & fine