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3rd May Wednesday 1899
Wind blows fierce and cold from the
North all day, keep closed doors to day.
Men working in field but I dont
work much. Wellie up looking for
the trees to set but cant find them,
so gave up; found them at last burried
in the cedars, mice had knawed them.
Told me R had been slandering Robert.
Will came over and told me the same.
I am not surprised or hurt by any
thing. R says its only her nature to
slander every one, poor old fool