Blacksmithing again. I hardly know what I did. A little of good many things, all in the carriage line however. Went to Lodge only a few on account of the rain.
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Stayed around home in the forenoon and helped Lydia take up her carpet and started for Medfield in the one o’clock train. I bought a pair of shoes in Boston and a lamp globe to take the place of the one I broak [sic]. Went to the Lodge. Was chosen secretary.
Blacksmithing again. On a pair of cart shafts for Mr. Turner. There is a temperance lecture tonight so there is no Lodge.
Blacksmithing again. Worked on irons for the cart and did some small jobs. Called on Mrs. Mead. Went to Lodge. Good time.
Blacksmithing again. Worked on some old wheels and did other jobs. Eaton’s new wagon came back for repairs. His horses ran away and smashed up. Went to Lodge. We initiated Dyer, a rather hard case, but we hope he will stick. My apprenticeship is half out today, “1/2 “1/2 “1/2 “1/2. Now for the other half. Got a letter from Simon.
Blacksmithing again. We [broke] our tire bender bending the fourth big tire, so we only welded three of them–awful heavy work, I can tell you–then tinkering on odd jobs the rest of the day. Made a horse part in about half an hour. Went to Lodge.
Blacksmithing again…. Welded and set an axle and so got through the day. Twenty-One today and I write as my beloved brother did when this service of his life occurred. May the Lord God protect me as I journey onward from this, a new starting point of life. That brother I trust is dwelling with his heavenly Father beyond the reach of pain and suffering. Read a precious letter from My Dear Sara and it was as good as a sermon. Went to Lodge.