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across lots the fields and ^through^
woods I came up to the
barn and found Uncle Henery
waiting with fork in hand
the boy an waggon to cart
away the manure, He did
not know me until I spoke
he soon sent me into the
house where he said I would
find samual not finding
him I soon returned the
men were threshing the last
of the rye that was seen
finnished and then fanned
out but it was not
finnished until milking time
there was but three they were
then milking, at bedtime I
was nurished with a hot
soap stone with the aid of
this I slept handsomely
I arose next morning a little
after sunrise, that day they