Burned up rubbish all day.
Archie, Bubbie, Henry, and I went over to the Polo game tonight. It was a fine game. Plymouth lost by a score of 12 to eleven.
It was snowing when we came home.
Thursday, Feb. 18, 1949
About two inches of snow on the ground this morning.
I tracked the partridge under the apple tree, burned rakings all day.
Arrowheads Up the Hill 