Sunday again, and nice & cool weather. Papa drove me to the depot to get my sunday papers, then went after the Springfield & Boston papers, tended to the stand while I drove off with Albert, to deliver a few papers. Business was good this morning. Had “grune klose” and chicken for diner. After diner Papa and me hired a team from Dav. Wright and drove with the women to Easthampton, had a few glasses of Beer in the Turn hall and went back in a hurry, because Albert felt sick. P would stay here to monday but went home at about 6 o’clock for fear that Albert would get more sick, We both been disapointed but could not help it. Martha cried a quite a while after they left, but is all right. Night after night we got a picknic killing Musquitoes.
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