February 17, 1941, Monday

Mary's Birthday. Bless her dear Life, may much happiness be her Lot!

Weather is fine, not very cold for Winter. Sun shines rather pale, at other times it is clouded over, calm breezes. My throat hurt me all night, had to gargle and doctor it. It still hurts some. Monday morning the cars are passing to and fro, some pleasure bent, some on business, some on Sorrow's Road. God Bless each one and help them bear their Load. Scripture reading Hebrews 11:33-34, Luke 9:28-36

Frank put out a bed of Field Daisies. He got them from the Pasture. Mary went to Clinton on business. Frank came home about 2:30 P.M. from fixing fences. That is when he found the Daisies. Some are ready to bloom.

Clouds are gathering for a Rain. I surmise tonight if wind doesn't come from the North in a Blizzard.

Mary come dancing and prancing in my room with a lovely pair of Cowgirl Boots her father gave her. Mildred sent a head scarf, box of candy and Jerryl's picture. It is very good, looks just like Bill at his age. The kid is on a pony dressed as Cowboy. Mabel Teels gave Mary a lovely Card with Hand made Hanky and made her a Chocolate Pie. Cecil Bills and Ruth Reed each gave her a hand made 'kerchief and beautiful card. I gave her a Dollar to buy a little gift. Mary is so overjoyed with the Presents. I wrote Thursa Hanes. The day has been pretty.