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William Beatty Diary, 1880-1883
William Beatty 1880-1883 Diary 52.pdf
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1882
| April | 17 | They finished sawing at Ads this forenoon then they took the horse powr out to Bruces to saw there |
| 18 | Dan helped Bruce to saw wood they finished his | |
| 19 | rain most of the day Dan split wood in the wood shed I have a pain in my neck | |
| 20 | Dan finished spliting what wood was in the shed | |
| 21 | Dan & Ad cleaned up oats for to grind for the cows they then drew stones for a fence front of Wallce house he is going to put in iron Rods in them | |
| 22 | Dan drew gravel for a road into Wallace house I can do very little with the pain in my neck | |
| 23 | Revd Mr Crage preached this morning Mr Shane preached Mr Darlings funeral Sermon in our church at 2:30 P.M. the church crowded full there was hardly standing room | |
| 24 | Dan rolled the midel field west side frost every night cold backward time | |
| 25 | Ad sowed fine bushel of spring wheat on the fall wheat it is mostly all killed Dan cultivated it in Ad worked Wallaces horse & Kate on the roller | |
| 1/2 bushel oats 5 of wheat | 26 | they sowed 4 bushel of oats in the midle of the North field Ad sowed clover & timothy seed eaquel quantities he worked parigon & kate on the drag |
| 27 | Ad sowed 6 1/2 bushel of oats in the North East corner of the North field part of it was brock up last fall that finshed the sowing here | |
| {illegible} | 28 | they went out to the road and oats there Billie came from Parry Sound on the Express yesterday & all is well there |
| 29 | Dan shoveled out the cross furrows in the North field this forenoon he drew the old leached ashes from frount of the house and spread them on the garden from the house to the henhouse Mr Robinson came on the Express he is to preach at Fairfax tomorrow morning | |
| 30 | Revd Mr Bailie preached the funeral sermon of Wm Staces in the English Church this morning Mr Robinson in ours at night |
