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Tuesday 21st Jan 1908
Voltie not home this morning. Rachel
not here. Only Sr and I. The day
proves to be fine and warm, set the
north door and window open well [sic]
I finish writing to Muriel and dad
takes it to post. Uncle Sam told Sr that
the boat didn't cross to the city yesterday.
Flynn's told some of the Woodman
family that the islander didn't go to town
yesterday on account of ice. So V staid
somewhere. I work around, clear up the
pantry, cook, sweep &c. Look at the
old St Lawrence as it floats the great
body of ice slowly floating along down
with the currant [sic]. Sometimes it gets lodged
between Canada and the United States
but only for a short time, then slowly
pushes its way down stream, miles upon
miles of ice comes from above Carlton.
Towards night it becomes cloudy and dark and begins
to rain. Wells takes the lanter any [sic] goes
across the field to the post office.
The bright glimmer of the lantern relecting