Beautiful, bright, warm day but wet under foot with snow melting. Arose 7:30 A.M. Out on business. Dinner. H.H. & I out North. Later to Thomas Corners with H.H. a la bicycle. Looked over eggs for storage. Supper. Riford called. Out for walk. To bed 10:30 P.M.
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Don't know who Riford is. I wonder if Stanford ever read these diaries in the subsequent years? Would he have remembered who Riford was?
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Don't know who Riford is. I wonder if Stanford ever read these diaries in the subsequent years? Would he have remembered who Riford was?
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