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Fair and warm, wind So.
The kids went down tot he camp in Milt’s truck.
Thel, Archie, Fannie, and I went down to the camp at four pm.
When we got to Haskills bog, I got out and took a water pail and went toward Triangle Pond looking for blue berries. I picked about three quarts, went over to Pickerel Pond looking for swamp berries, but found none.
When I got to the Camp they all were there.
The kids caught two fine big bass.
I fished after dark, got nothing.
Six of us slept out on the porch.
A colored soldier was drowned in G.H.P. Past Sunday. He had been in the army for sixteen years and his name was Jesse Vaughn.
“Friends have all things in common.” Pythagorus