THE SORT OF LIFE WE LEAD. 



DERHAPS I cannot do better, in order to tell 

 the sort of life that I have found possible 



and profitable upon an income of less than 

 a month, than to take from my diary the 

 following record of a week. I will say nothing 

 of Sunday, as that day is always given up by us 

 to church-going, walking, and sometimes, in hot 

 weather, to sailing and bathing, in the morning 

 at least. 



Monday, Sept. Pouring in torrents ; took up 

 a bushel of beets and a bushel of carrots and put 

 by for winter use in the cellar. After breakfast 

 went off in a drizzle of rain sailing with the 

 children to Duck Island for a load of salt grass 

 wherewith to cover the strawberry bed next 

 December. Got enough in an hour, the chil- 

 dren helping, to load up. The rain in the 

 meantime cleared off, the wind coming from 

 the southwest and cooler ; wheeled up the 

 meadow grass from the boat and stacked it up 

 near the strawberry bed ready for use by the 

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