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Monday 21 April 1902
A cloudy, chilly morning
sprinkles of rain on door stops
and ground. Maud took up
the small sitting room carpet and
then began washing. I washed
dishes and got dinner. Tom working
in field. Wish the onion seed
was sowed. hope I'll get
our flower seeds tomorrow
evening. I wash all the under clothes
and put Chatterton's old black
shirt to soak in a tub of water.
Tom again sits up till after bed
time to write a letter to Marjorie.
cold and Windy all day rains quite
hard towards eve. Tom set rain barrel