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Sunday 9 April 1899
A very fine day. After
breakfast Grace and Maud wash dishes
and I employ nearly the whole day writing
to Nelly concerning poor Frank Kane who
is about to enter a monistary in San Francisco
and even now has become a teacher in a monstery
Wallace made us an afternoon visit. Grace
took a long nap. Evening Grace wrote to Bob and his
sister.

Monday 10 April 1899
A fine day. Wind South
Grace washed. I finished writing to Nellie
No visitors the day passed of very quietly
and pleasantly. The ice still hangs in the
river though the Channel is open. The snow all
gone. The ground this morning covered with white
frost. Maud at home. Too mudy to go to school.
I churned a bit of white butter.