Tuesday August 3rd

Frank and I went down this morning and got a load of soft coal to thrash with as Clare Deal told me last night that they had a load in and it seems to be rather scarce these days. We heard that Barwell had to buy the saw mill in order to get slabs to use on the tugs in place of coal. It is $15.00 per ton. We called at Mrs. Battersby's on our way down and took some books from there down to Aunty's which Miss Phipps wanted to send to the Sunday school library. We also took the cart wheels down and sent them to Brantford to be re-rubber-tired. Dad. cultivated with Belle while we were gone. We hauled in one load of hay before dinner and this after noon finished hauling all the hay this side of the gully in one load and a few cocks which we left on the waggon in the old barn to feed to the bulls. Frank went over and raked up Ivey's hay for them and Dad. and I went back and cocked up what there was on the other side of the gully. Beautiful day. Fine but not hot.

Wednesday August 4th