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Friday 31 Dec 1897
A quiet cloudy day
looks like snow. I'm laid up with sprained
ancle [sic]: almost believe it is broken—hope not.
Wells made Wills folks a visit this forenoon.
Hubert & Muriel came up with Wellie.
ancle painfull. Did not sleep any
last night. Grace finishing the washing.
Mrs Morgan came to get a horse shod,
stayed to supper and till 8 pm.
Bob Robinson here till late.

Saturday 1 Jan 1898
A long lonesome tiresome day,
laid up in bed in latter part of the day.
Evening visitors two Morgans here to
supper, Bernard and Jim. Bernard
stays till late 10 or more, wish he'd go
home. Will came over. Well and Voltie
played on bugles and at the same time
Grace entertained B.M. with piano music
and as I am between the two kinds of
music each playing different airs at the
same time. We are charmed. Forget Shelly
here nearly all pm.

Sunday 2 January 1898
Sun rose clear, a fine
morning, but soon clouds and snow