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Theobald "Toby" Barrett Diary, 1925
Theobald Toby Barrett 1925 Diary 44.pdf
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| + | I hooked the team to the waggon and sallied forth this morning to get coal. It was a a beautiful day when I left here. I had to go around by the farm to get the waggon box and when I arrived there I could find no sign offf anyone around the place. I waited a while to see if any of them would show up as I didn't want to trickle moving the box alone but a sit neared noon I decided they must ne down at Aunty's for dinner so I shifted the box alone, with out. a great a deal of difficulty By this time it was noon and I thought there was no use | ||
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Thursday March 12th
It was frozen hard enough this morning so that I could haul manure on the old bean patch which was bare ground and I got quite a bit out by noon when it became to soft and the waggon cut through. Right after dinner Reg. Scott came over with his rifle to shoot some cats that Marj. wanted killed. He shot two of the half grown kittens but the third one and the yellow cat couldn't be found, and Marj. couldn't decide at the time which one of the black cats was the sick one so we didn't let him shoot either of them. It seemed like a murderous business but Marj. has been distressed all winter at the prospect of of supporting six cats four of which are feminine felines, as it is I think Reg killed the only two tom-kittens we had. I told Reg. I wouldn't do the job on a bet and he said he hated to himself but for the sake of a shot he would kill almost any thing. He is on the trail of a coon whose tracks he has seen along our creek but whose residence he can't locate. I burned some grass in the orchard this after noon and dug our parsnips, the frost seemed to be right out of the ground in the garden. Marj. & Harry B went over to the Lampkin's with the intention of staying to dinner but found Dave there alone as Mrs. Lambkin went to Hamilton yesterday to see Mrs. Schram. Marj. met Charlie Butler on her way home and he told her that Jim Birdsell died in his sleep last night. He was helping Shand's cut wood all day yesterday and went to bed apparently well, about half past two his wife was awakened by hearing him give two or three peculiar gasps and he died without ever waking up. Charlie didn't know whether Allie was home or not but she managed to get the Shand's wakeded up with the telephone. Reg. told me this after noon that both Mrs. Schram & Billy Langs died last night.
Friday March 13th
I hooked the team to the waggon and sallied forth this morning to get coal. It was a a beautiful day when I left here. I had to go around by the farm to get the waggon box and when I arrived there I could find no sign offf anyone around the place. I waited a while to see if any of them would show up as I didn't want to trickle moving the box alone but a sit neared noon I decided they must ne down at Aunty's for dinner so I shifted the box alone, with out. a great a deal of difficulty By this time it was noon and I thought there was no use
