hadn't time to harness the team and get a load of ice before dinner so we bagged up a grist. Quint came over just after dinner and he and I tied a pulley to a little 2 x 2 in the ceiling of the ice house to pull up the last load of ice as the ice house is so full there isn't room to fill the hole at the door from the inside Frank took his grist to the mill and went on down to get the load of ice which we managed to get into the ice house by the aid of the pulley without very much trouble. Frank and I then went down to the mill and got the chop but were delayed down there. Arthur Preston came down after his mail and I conversed with him. Some skallywag had played Arthur trick, by which I had some fun with him. Arthur having heard that some of the dairymen around were knocking calves in the head thought he might get one cheap and veal it so put a sign up on the mill door Wanted - calf to veal - A.W.Preston; and some Lake Shore humourist hit on the brilliant idea of changing calf to girl and the "v" in veal to f. If it had been anyone else but Arthur, it would have been a flat joke, but to see Arthurs dismay and chagrin was funny. He of course tore it down feeling no doubt that on such an occasion it would be an advantage & relief if he could only say damn it.