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Monday, October 30, 1893

Joe & I killed a deer on the Eastern also one Nov. 2 th.

Friday, November 03, 1893

We went North from the Rail Road about seven miles and

came to Willow River. We killed a couple red squirrels and

roasted them for our dinner. This is my birthday. I am 27

years old. This will always remind me of where I ate my

dinner that day in the wilderness on the North bank of the

Willow River.

Monday, November 06, 1893

We came home as it was so dry that we could not do

anything hunting and could not afford to buy our board. Such

is always my luck. It seems there is no use of trying to do our

thing any more.

Thursday, November 09, 1893

Hilda & Fulton's little baby boy [Albert] died. He was five

weeks old. They buried it in the Sanitago Cemetary.

Wednesday, November 15, 1893

Joe, J. Brakfield & myself went up to Gilmans Mill to hunt for a

few days. We killed two deer and seventeen partridges.

Saturday, November 18, 1893

I went up to Cheely's and staid over night. The next morning

we went out hunting and I killed a big buck. Gave the horns to

Lizzie.

Friday, November 24, 1893

Mary came home from Aitken Co. where she has been

teaching school. Has been away three months.

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