MEMORIES OF THE 



we had the last and tenth load on the big barn floor. We had 

 done enough for one day. We did not pitch it off, but got to 

 bed as soon as the chores, which included helping milk, were 

 done. 



Albert Betts came as agreed. The horses, which were usu- 

 ally sent to pasture summer nights, were kept in the barn for 

 an early start, and at four o'clock the next morning mother 

 called us down to a good, hot breakfast and had already put up 

 for us a big pail of luncheon, and by five o'clock we were on our 

 way to the ''happy fishing-grounds" above O'Neal's mill. We 

 took in a mile of Deer Creek (the upper part of which is now 

 called the ''Raystone," being a corruption of Horatio Stone 

 Creek), and before night had our four baskets and our pockets 

 all jammed full of nice, sizable brook trout. 



For another such day's fishing I would be glad to undertake 

 a hard day's work, but doubt if I would be able to get there, if 

 mowing an acre and a third before breakfast and helping pitch 

 ten tons of hay both ways was the condition. 



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HARVESTING AND THRASHING 



Although we did not raise much grain, yet there was quite a 

 variety — usually all that was required for the use of the family 

 and the farm. Two or three acres of spring wheat, eight or ten 

 acres of oats, three or four of barley, with peas and a patch of 

 buckwheat and some mixed grain for feed, was about all there 

 was of it. 



Soon after haying, the early grain began to ripen and required 



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