Irene Dixon Bamford

Sr walked over to see how R's health is, found her better. A man from Depanville named Reed, driving on ice with buggy drove into the crack. Wells, Thait & the Woodmans got his horse; he was a cow buyer. Wells heard by some one on the road that Richard Spoor died last night, very sudenly—apoplexy the cause. Voltie came early, ate dinner at Robert G's Grace sent me a letter &c

Thursday 14 March 1907 A dirty morning. Raining and freezing. Voltie drove to school with Miss C and then drove down to R's carrying her medicine bottles that he bought for her in Kingston. found her fast recovering and eating buckwheat cakes. cakes. The Poster was fine; wish I had more, but tis too expensive; 10 cts per bottle. V cleaned the ice house and pm is cutting ic Jack Niles helping though first he drove to J OBriens for ic saw. Jack Niles ate supper with us

Friday 15 March 1907 Jack & Voltie finished filling the ice house and Voltie packed in in saw dust after dinner went across the ice to A.V's to send

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Thursday 29 January 1908 A very cold morning but clear, thermometer registers 22 deg below zero. Voltie and I up at half past 4. V & I get breakfast and wait till day light for starting for Town. Cold increasing 24 below at sunrise. Wells Sr got a bad cough sent for cherry pectoral - little later 25 deg below zero. Got lots of work to do dont know as I can do it all. After dinner looking away across the river, saw a single rig coming on the ice; Ray went to meet them. When they came it was Bob Reid. Frank Woodman, Arthur Vincent, Beatrice & Kathleen. I gave them a lunch they had had no dinner. I was glad to see them. Kathleen is enroute for home. After a while Art and Bee walks back over the ice. Frank came over to exchange horses with Charley, for a horse trot at Depanville is coming off next week. Weather little more moderate but cold enough. Kathleen sleeps on the lounge [margin] by the warm coal fire Beatrice phoned to her mother found them all right.

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Sunday 2nd February 1908 Awoke this morning to find the snow piled in great drifts every where; have to shovel roads to barn and river to feed and water cattle and horses. A world of snow and drifts. On North window by the coal stove, half covered by snow drift, a fine place to get snow to melt for washing and other purposes. We watch Voltie and Ray as they work their way to the river, and by wallowing, treading, and shoveling, for half and hour they manage to bring two pails of water. Excepting getting the meals, washing a few dishes, we pass the day reading. Tomato soup for dinner. A phone from Uncle Sam. W asking about the crossing for the "carrier" and his son are away over to Depanville to a horse trot. Dont think horses can trot much over this snow. And there is such a depth of snow on the St Lawrence. Dont think there will be any crossing in a long time. 2 deg above zero this morning.