got over home I put my cockrelsfrom the bags into a crate and while I was at it one escaped. Tom and I chased him out around the barn but he lit out and at sucjh speed across the orqchard that we culdn't begin to follow hm so let him go. The last we saw of him he was halfway across the ploughed field north of the orchrard. What will become of j=him I don't know but I suppose someone will shoot him if he doesn't freeze to death. That just left me eleven to take over to FJack. After dinner Frank and I baged up anothe fifty bushels of oats and then had to change the box from the sleighs to the waggon as wehat little snow there was on the road has gone off to-day. Jonas came along as we were loading the oats and he was bound for Jacj's too, to collect hiswages for dehorning some cattle so we ll ent over to-gether. I weighed my cockrels up and they weighed 34 lbs and then we dumped Franks oats in the feed bin at the Long house, but as Jack was donw town none of is got our money. It We all thought we would catch hiom at home to-day, Chris said he woy=uld get my chicken money for me. Enah for. a letter from Dad. to-day saying he hoped to have leave New York to-day ad get home sometime to-morrow Fine day, more like the end of March than the end of January.