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Theobald "Toby" Barrett Diary, 1921
Theobald Toby Barrett 1921 Diary 78.pdf
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| − | The sun came out beautifully this | + | The sun came out beautifully this morning and warmed us up but it clouded up before noon. It has been very soft all day though and is trying to rain to-night. There is still snow all over and the walking is very bad while the roads are in some places next thing to impassable. Dad. drove Tid. to |
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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. Charlie Butler was happy because he was content to live on small means and keep a good driving horse, but what he (Mark) craved was excitement. I asked him why he didn't go to town and start something, but he said it was not vulgar rough-neck excitement he wanted but something refined and cultured, such as an afternoon tea. I told him I thought they were the tamest affairs I had ever attended, but he said no not where sparkling wits were matched and duets were fought by brains. Dad. and Enah went down to Auntys for tea to-night so Marj. Tid and I had the house to ourselves this evening. The Cornishs and Huby were down at Aunty's too.
Thursday November 10th
The sun came out beautifully this morning and warmed us up but it clouded up before noon. It has been very soft all day though and is trying to rain to-night. There is still snow all over and the walking is very bad while the roads are in some places next thing to impassable. Dad. drove Tid. to
