Thursday June 5th

Dad. took Joe and Harry back this morning and finished drilling the field and started harrowing. Afternoon, we both went back as dad had plumbers in intending to put him on the handles, but he seemed to be feeling his thoughts and showed several signs of misbehaviour so dad decided it would not be wise to hook him to the harrows, so we hooked him to the drill discs and brought them up around by the Lord a car past us along by the corner field, and he paid no attention to it till it got past and then he kicked three or four times and kicked so hard that he broke the end of his Whippletree. I went over to Pickfords and borrowed a rope to tie the end of Harrys Doubletree back and we got them up without any more mish it started to rain soon after we got back and rained hard for awhile. When it was over dad and Frank went back and brought up the wagon and a couple of bags of oats which dad had left over. Arthur Preston was over during the rain, and we sat out in the drive house, discussing the league of Nations, peace conference, when he picks, strike and other little matters of equal union importance, I oiled or at