Saturday January 1st

I went over to the farm rather late this morning and chored around till noon. Dad. felt pretty tough with a cold and so did Enah. I didn't go back to the farm after dinner till chore time but Marj. and I celebrated New Year's by just staying home reading over our old letters to each other which have been acumulating now with steadily increasing rapidity for the last nine years until now they represent matter enough to fill a goodly volume and for us make the sweetest story ever read. It was a happy after noon, quiet enough with no New Year's callers except Herb. Cook who came with a bag of chicken feed and gloomy enough as far as the weather was concerned, but for Marj. & me snugly camped in our cosy little dining room surrounded by the dozzens & dozens of wedding gifts (they total over a hundred) which form the nucleus of our new home, there was sunshine and music enough in our hearts as we lived over again the days when our love first came to us to make up for external conditions and I think we made an ideal start for the New Year & new life ahead of us by being exquisitely contented. I went over and did chores to-night. Winnie & Cecil were at the farm. Dad. called in this evening on his way down to see Aunty who has a very bad cold. Very mild & rainy

Sunday January 2nd

Marj. and I went to Sunday school and were late again a ssusual. I had quite a class of boys and we arranged to go for a walk this after noon Marj. & I had dinner of spiced round at Aunty's, & I cam home right after and change dinto mu old raiment. The boys were on hand at two o'clock three of them armed with murderous looking knoves. Nancy Wilson having one about a foot & a half long with which he could hack down inch saplings with ease. He also had a bottle of cider sticking from his hip pocket in a most un-Siunda scool boyish manner. We struck off cross country toward the lake, croo=ssed the creek by the old French camp and went therough Will Smith's place to the shore down it to the Wardell\s then across to Johnnie Loan's & george Hammond's bush where we a got. alot of winter green and then uop the plank to the Dog's Nest and up our road home. All the boys covered with mud n=but as merry as possible/I went to the farm but dad. had miked and was entertaining Chart Wooley who was around soliciting vites. Marj. was home when I got home. She had gone up to the Bagley's this after noon. I felt rather tired to-night and we t to sleep instead of helping marj. with the dishes. We finished "My Lady caprice". It has not been very cold to-day but cloudy & strong west wind