Irene Dixon Bamford

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Saturday 8 August 1908 A beautiful morning, cool and clear. Bob and Voltie gone to Kingston, drove up. They experienced some trouble getting ready to start. V couldn't find his bullet headed colar button, and his shirt was not right all wrong. Bob had a great hunt for his coat and at last remembered that he had left it over at Arthur Vincents hanging on a peg in their kitchen; then couldn't find their "terbacky" and had to hunt around for their pipes. Bob wore V's coat, V wore dad's collar button, they found their pipes & "tobacy". Bob couldn't find his collar button and his sleve buttons are missing and his shirt was not in good order and they blamed it all on the women folks, but at last they are gone rattle to bang up the road they go and we have not had any breakfast only V and Bob Sr and reginald are feed and we are glad they are gone and wish they had taken young Bob Jr with them for he does nothing but squall all the time, and now the kids are fishing in front of the house. Bobbie comes running to the house

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Wednesday 28 July 1915 A beautiful cool cloudy morning. I wrote and sent two letters this morning, one to Lottie one to Grace. Lib picked raspberries. Emma mopped floors, I churned. Lib and Maud washed breakfast dishes. Mr Watson read English history, Clyde and Robert Jr went fishing. Voltie and Bert working in harvest field. Edith watching the cows and Robert Sr went to bed right away after breakfast and didn't get up till Lib routed him out to carry the letters to the mailbox. Sylve sent here for newspapers for her pantry shelves. She wont get any more. Asked Bob Sr to get a little wood so he took the axe and walked down to the cedars and chopped down 18 beautiful cedar trees that V had left standing separate by themselves in one pretty little grove. Everything around here is like a night mare.

Thursday 30 July 1915 A very fine day, arose early the Watsons took leave of us this morning after keeping the house in an uproar for a week. I was rather pleased to see them but much more glad to see them go. R went to town with eggs.

1 Sept Thursday 1915

V and Reg went to K. Henry went on boat as far as his uncle Hanks which left no one home except Belle, Emma, Edith and I; the day passed away very pleasantly V carried 3 barrels of Oldenburghs to market one to Henderson and sold the others on the market. I think he got only $1,50 per barrel. Well they all came home Bob Sr. Sr., Robert Jr., Grace, Isabelle (Margaret staid home) Voltie and Henry which makes just 12 of us now in family now Isabelle Jr not very well so Rob Sr & Grace retire early and Ruth came down and Marion and they danced a little while.

2 September Friday Arose early; a fine day now hustle and bustle for breakfast for Grace and her family are going to Watertown. Bert Smith is going to meet them at Van's and now the picking up and packing up 5 or 6 valises and sent cases filled and too full. V goes to Niles and borrows their skiff & Reg rows Margaret and the Baggage across while V in his skiff takes the balance of the family across in his skiff. Bert didn't come till 1 pm. then Maud and kid Hubert was with him. Lib was scant for fear she would have to get their dinner and put it off as long as possible. Grace told Lib not to get dinner for them for she nor Bob nor one of their family would eat. She only wanted the privilege of stopping on their ground till some one came for them. L got dinner for them but they didn't eat. They all piled in the car and went to Will Dixons. Reg came back with Niles skiff. V went to corners bought coffee and tobacco and visited with Laura Beadle Hank came in his motor for Belle and Henry.

3rd September Saturday 1915 A very fine day. Emma cleans all the floors. Regginald helps V dig potatoes. They go fishing and gather plums down on the Frank place. Marrion comes down and they to. Emma & Marrion go out in skiff pretending to fish. The river is perfectly still all day. Reg quits tater diggin and goes in skiff too. Rachel comes over to visit Belle but she not here nor did she come staid all night at Hanks. Dora's boy got pneumonia awful sick