Thursday January 27th

We finished thrashing by about eleven o'clock this morning and got about 3 bags of seed which we thought wasn't bad. Frank went down to Art Ryerse's to get his name on the petition that the J.F.I.A. is circulating to counteract the one that some sore heads around Simcoe have sent in to have Neff. dismissed. George & Lloyd signed it but told him not to go near Art. as he wasn't in a good humor. We didn't do much this after noon and to-night Marj. and I went down to meet a friend of hers, Mrs. Low a sister of Miss Daver's who lectures for the Women's Institute and has been in Simcoe this week. She came down on the seven o'clock car and went back on the nine. We didn't have time to bring her over here so took her to Aunty's. Marj. went down this after noon and went with Aunty Alice, Enah and Tim to the fifteen cent. leftover tea in the Methodist church. I had tea at Aunty's. Cold & cloudy

Friday January 28th

We were late getting up this morning but Frank and I managed to get on a load of corn before dinner. We put it off this after noon and got another one in leaving just two rows more to haul and we hauled a row to a load to-day, so will finish it to-morrow if all's well. To-night Essie & Woodyer came over here for tea, they had been skating on the pond. Essie had to leave right after tea to go to choir practice so she and Woodyer skated back across the pond. Woodyer was or proposed to be so full he could hardly wiggle and kept us in fits of laughter all the time by his nonsense. When they left Marj. and I went over to the farm and we all went down to the Pickfords to spend the evening. We had a very nice time down there except that as usual I went to sleep in my tracks. Dad. has been lame all day as he dropped the tongue of Sam's clover mill on his toe yesterday and it is very sore. He, Enah, Marj & Tid drove down to Pickfords in the cart with Mexico. Lovely day. Mild.

Saturday January 29th

This has been a beautiful spring like day, and Frank and I succeeded in getting all the corn in. One load this morning and the other which we left on the waggon this after noon. It took us till pretty late to get it. To-night the boys came over full force and had their social evening. They each brought enough to eat for the whole bunch so by the time they got their sandwichs eaten they couldn't hold any cake and Hermon who is a natural hoon boor attributed his inability to partake of a scrumptious cake that Mrs. Wilson sent over to its being no good. Darn them.