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Saturday 10 April 1915
A cloudy morning. No rain. This
certainly is the dirtiest, filthiest house
I ever saw and every thing in disorder.
V got wall paper for my bedroom but it
never will be put on. I suppose Emma
does all she can but that other long legged
trollop that stops while wiping a few dishes
to play with and feel of the cats! oh every
thing goes wrong this spring. But that other
dear little girl Emma. I am sorry for Emma.

Monday 19th April 1915
nine days ago since I wrote in
this diary since then Rachel came home
last Wednesday morning. Van & Lib brought
her home in Rob Percys old leaky skiff,
and last Monday Sylve Woodman and
Eddie McDermott were married at the villiage
by the Episcopal service. A very foolish
marriage I think; she is 21 and he is 19.
V went to Kingston last Thursday on
the boat, carried 30 lbs butter at ,30 cts per lb.
Eggs 18 per doz. Friday night a dance at Jim Kehoes.
V went to take Emma, they came
home at 12 midnight.