Thursday July 15th

Frank cultivated the corn this morning and Dad hoed in the garden and I finished raking the lawn and hoed two rows and a half of potatoes in the field. Tid. went down to Aunty's for dinner and the rest of us all went to Mr. Flemming's funeral. There was about the biggest crowd there I ever saw at a funeral nearly everyone from around here and a great many from down east. Dad. was one of the bearers so went up with them. I drove up and took old Maneer up with me. We missed the procession as they went through town and we went by the mill. After the funeral Dad. and I drove home around by Jim Waddle's as Dad. wanted to see the Hal. H. Colt but Jim had shipped the mare to Toronto to be bred.