Thursday June 5th

Dad. took Joe and Harry back this morning and finished drilling the field and started harrowing. This after noon we both went back as Dad. had Pommers in intending to put him on the harrows but he seemed to be "feeling his oats" and showed several signs of misbehaviour so Dad. decided it would not be wise to hook him to the harrows so we hooked him to the drill disks and brought them up around by the road. A car passed us along by the corner field and he paid no attention to it till it got past and then he kicked three or four times and kicked so hard that he broke the end of his whippletree. I went over to Pickfords and borrowed a rope to tie the end of Harry's doubletree back and we got them up without any more mishaps. It started to rain soon after we got back and rained hard for awhile. When it was over Dad. and Frank went back and brought up the waggon and a couple of bags of oats which Dad. had left over. Arthur Preston was over during the rain and we sat out in the drive house discussing the League of Nations, Peace Conference, Winnipeg Strike and other little matters of equal unimportance. I oiled or at started to oil harness this morning. The pure bred calf got out of the barn this morning and we hunted high & low for him but couldn't find him till the rain came and scared him up out of the clover where he had been lying concealed only a few feet from where we had walked looking for him. We didn't go up to Ham's to-night.