Thursday, August 28, 1919




A good day. The men
folk worked on tobacco
most of the day.

Mr. Owen killed his dog
to day. Though he was mad.

Josie got dinner.
I worked a little.

Reese Smith & Henry and
I went to Whitefalls.
We drove Jake, Bens colte.
Wel I am so near a
sleep that I cant write.

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