October 20 Wednesday, 1943

ToDay is the Birthday of

Mr and Mrs H. and Harry went hunting this morning.

I took my gun and went up back of Chick Howlands, Ira Wards pasture, County farm, and Warren Wells. I heard one partridge fly in the scrub oaks, but saw no game of any kind.

Paul Goodwin called up and said he couldn’t go hunting this afternoon. I took a hike thru the marsh and over the hills around the place, saw nothing.

Jumped a cock pheasant on my way home from work and missed it.

I went over to the Armory to drill, had a ride home with Eleanor. Clarkie rode home with us.

I stopped to get Archie and Cozette to sign the card for xmas.

Raining tonight.

Scattered shower, wind No.

“Ridicule is the first and last argument of fools.” C. Simmons

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