This has been a very windy and cold day, but we have been picking hops all day. Ella and I picked 15 bushels apiece to day! I tell you, we have gay times! We get 8 cents a bushel.
Rob and Ella and I went down town this evening a little while. I have not heard from Melia and Clara yet, nor we have not had a letter from Ruth yet. I expected one last night. I don’t see why she don’t write to me, as she agreed.
I saw David this morning. He was in the yard.
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