variety to be followed by the Indian Summer. It froze ice in the woodshed last night and we have been wading around in snow all day. It has been cloudy and either snowing or raining sleet all day so to-night the snow has a crust on it. I came home from Aunty's this morning about seven o'clock and shovelled their snow for them before I left. I was home in time to do chores. After breakfast I drove Tim to school and drove on down to Aunty's and picked Marj. up. We haven't done anything all day but chores but they have taken more time as we had to find everything. Pickford came in after dinner with our cream cheque as Lampkins forgot to leave it. We was telling Dad. that he had a fat cow to sell that would weigh about 1200 and he asked Neil Eliot $45 for her, but Neil told him he couldn't give half that and make any money on her. Probably he was lying but he didn't buy her. It seems rather tough when a couple of years ago she would have been worth well over $100. There is mighty little money in farming these days but still it is better than being out of a job in the city. There is no need to go hungry here. Mark was through here this after noon. He had been up home over Thanksgiving and left his Ford up there.

He was moralizing as usual and informed me that happiness did not depend on external conditions but was a state of mind.