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Rain today, wind No.
Went up on the hill, fed the dogs, took a walk over to hunt for arrowheads behind H.H. barn, found nothing.
Saw Charlie Hadaway, he said his wife baked 5 cock pheasants today that he shot last week.
He got two geese in the river a week ago Wednesday night.
When I got home, dressed three wild ducks that Al Holman brought down here.
The girls went over and hot Eric and he stayed till 5:30 till Walder and Pic came after him.
Milt was here to supper tonight.
The Driscolls were down over the weekend.
I heard that Mrs. Elmer Avery died Friday last.
“Where boasting ends, there dignity begins.” Young
Arrowheads Up the Hill 