burs out of the orchard so that the sheep wouldn't get them in their wool. After dinner we managed to get the sheep in the barn and separated the rams and put them over in the orchard. We had all the "women folks" out helping us and then had quite a time of it. Dad. didn't get started back till about three but plowed till six. After he went back Frank and I put up a gate at the end of the orchard in to the lane so that the sheep could run on the wheat stubble and old {meadow?} but not get under the bars.