er said yes and he
asked father how mutch she give and father said she give more than he
wanted. that want a lie for father dont like milk. i bet father will
get even with him sum day. nothing else today but church.

May 29. brite and fair. i have to go to pasture 2 times every day. i
like to go in the woods but i dont like to have to go. today i found a
nest in the barn with 15 hens egs. i gess mother wont say mutch about my
hens now.

May 30. Rany. Beany has gone to Bideford to see Tom Cleves. i hope Tom
will come with him when Beany comes home. i went up to Whacker Chadwicks
tonite. Beany has been sick he et two mutch pork.

May 31. today it was hot and we had a thunder shower. it raned when i
was driving the old cow from pasture and i made her run from old Nat
Gordons way home. Sam Dire said she wood give bludy milk, so when father
milked her i wached and it want a bit red. so i gess she is all rite.

June 1. brite and fair. today we had a great time at brekfast. father
was home becaus sumtimes he gets tired. we had boiled egs for brekfast
and mother she boiled the egs i found in the nest. well we set down to
the table and father he helped us to egs and bisket and he took up a eg
and held it over his glass and hit it a paist with his spoon and it went
off jest like a pop pistol and father he said thunder Joey the infernal
thing is roten and we all held our nose and ran away from the table and
you never smelt such a auful smel. well mother she made me take the egs
all out behine the barn and throw them away and i did and when i got
there i had sum fun pluging them at J. Albert Clarks big apple tree and
i hit it most every time and every time i hit it the eg popped like a
pistol. then i went in to brekfast and mother was burning some coffy in
a duspan to take away the smel of the roten eg. well while we was eating
brekfast J. Albert Clark he came in and said i had beter come out and
clean of his apple tree and burn a rag and father made me take a pail
of hot water and clean it of. J. Albert needent have been so fusy for it
wood have all dride in a little while.

June 2. brite and fair. i wish that old cow was ded. Beany hasent got
back yet.

June 3. brite and fair. i am in bed. i aint sick only i havent got enny
close to wair. tonite after father had milked the old cow i thougt i
wood try it. so i got a tin diper and went out and set down and began to
squeaze and she kicked me rite thrugh the barn door and rite