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Thursday 27th March 1902
A fine morning some what cloudy.
Sr builds fire. I call Tom. Margy
comes out early (after going to bed at half past one)
think her grandpa is going to drive to the
villiage and she is very anxious to go home. I
venture to ask Sr if he is going up this morning
and in a great state of excitement he says
"Going up! Going up! Good G-d! Did you
think I was going to start at noon without
my breakfast" and I answer "Good G-d
No! I dont care if you never go, only
Margaret wants to go home and he said
no more, but went to the barn to cool off.
At breakfast he is as pleasant and "chipper"
as a humming bird. The cause of his
not going is this. Last night he went
to Frank's to borrow Franks buggy but Bob