By: Ardis E. Parshall - February 26, 2012 (Previous installment) Monday, March 19, 1900 When we got up it was clear as could be. As we had to lay over and wait for my shoes, we went out and helped Bro. Sang work. The first thing we did was to grind an axe which took us some time as it was awful dull. I made a large blister on my hand turning the grindstone. After dinner we went out into the field and helped make fence all afternoon....
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