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Tuesday 25th March 1902

Another white frost this morning
a beautiful spring day. I pare
potatoes and get the breakfast going
then mix the bread and set it to rise,
skim milk and make porridge for calf
and carry it to the barn to seethe calf.
Margaret wrote a letter to her mother and
then we have breakfast- Grandpa cross at
the dickens, couldnt finish the soap this
morning. I get the soap and cut a chunk
off the cake soap with my hands all dough
but he washed without it; then he
found a little slop in the calf pail
says he "has to leave it in the stable
or it is always filled with slop"
called Tom, "Ike in bark". He is
always mad if there is a young