Monday, Feb. 26, 1934

We washed. Papa took saws to a man in jail here, to sharpen, he is awful good at it, they say. Pap is shoveling snow in the cistern over 100. We mailed a money order $2.23 for tax on meat sold in Jan. that is the last time. We got a can Tom Boy milk & made ½ gal. ice cream this evening. The saw sharpener man, came down this afternoon looked at our lawn mowers, took one along back with him to fix it up; also our scissors.