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Fair and cooler, wind East.
Chet and I worked on the woodpile all day today.
I saw four blimps at one time this afternoon.
Thel, Eleanor, and one of George’s sisters went to see the priest about George and Eleanor getting married.
I painted the inside of my […] tobacco brown.
Mrs. H and Martha are due back in Plymouth tonight.
Ski went over to Cozette’s.
Eleanor had to work tonight.
The midges were so thick when I was painting that they drove me into the house.
Fred Moon said Georgie had been grounded and now he was working on guns on the plants returning from raids.
“Good reasons must, of force, give place to better.” Shakespeare