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Monday 15 April 1895.
A nasty wet cold disagreeable
day, a drizzling rain falling all day
I have nearly forgoten what each
individual member of the family done
this day. Slept ate and drank as
usual I'm sure. Would like to know
how Belle and her family are and
would like to hear from Johny and
how he get along with his Spring
work, but not much work done yet
this spring any where. Would like
to hear from Martin too but not a
word from him yet. Ought to write to
Dick Brown and ought to write to
Lib Watson.