18th day- 347 days follow
(Arrowheads)
Fair and warm.
Saw a sharp shinned hawk.
Piled up more stuff to burn.
Geo. and Mr. Shanklin were here right after dinner.
Bill came up and he and I went out to the strawberry patch and Bill got nothing but a large fish scaler. I got three arrowheads, one tiny stemmed white quartz, one dark felsite one, one small brown quartzite and a possible paint pot and one large blank.
Mrs. H. called up after supper.
Thel and I went to the M.A.S. meeting at Adrian Whiting’s. We had an interesting meeting.
Thel and I saw in the Globe that Dr. Howes’ mother just died in Cohasset.
Arrowheads Up the Hill 