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Stoughton January 22nd 1933

Dear Doris

It is a rainy Sunday with us & its to be hoped you are having better luck in respect to the weather, but I fear not. I have made patchwork the greater part of the forenoon. I washed out my clothes but did not hang them out as I was afraid it might blow, & tear them in the line, having much rather to their being worn out on our backs. 

The small birds are flying around in great number. I heard a flock of crows early, after I first got up this morning. there has been so much bare ground all winter it has not been a hard winter for them to live. I try to throw out crumbs for them, but these are so many darn dogs in town, theres [[there's]] no use to put much stuff out, they are sure to find it first.

I have just had my nap, I did not sleep well last night I guess it was every hour I woke & heard the clock strike. so if Pa had slept & had not been so restless after dinner, I could had a good time sleeping. but I probably shall sleep better