Thursday March 13th

We spent the morning cleaning up fifty bushels of oats for Will Wright. He came down and helped us. He paid Dad 60 cts a bushel for them. We didn't do much this after noon. I went over to Jack Martin's for awhile to ask Chris about my brooder but didn't get much satisfaction. I am afraid I will have a hard time getting it hot enough to be much use. Dad. and Frank fixed up some nests over in the shed for the geese to lay in as they have been laying under the hog-pen. To-night Frank and I went down to the club as I wanted to have a committee meeting to make plans for the coming year foolishly thinking that when we got just the committee there alone we could come to some definite arrangement to make a real life club which would make its activities aiming toward improvement felt in the community. They were all there except Tige. the best one of the bunch, but we might have well as stayed home for all the good we did. They would neither make suggestions themselves nor even give their opinion on any I made. What in thunder they want to have the club for is more than I can see. Darn them for a bunch of rubes. When we got home Frank