Viewing page 9 of 199

This transcription has been completed. Contact us with corrections.

Stoughton Nov 19th 1950

Dear Doris.

Its a very nice & sunny day, quite warm since our cold spell has change, with wind to the N West for several days. we don't need any heat in the sitting room stove to night temperature around 40° this morning.

I am glad you are going to have a good Thanksgiving, with plenty of congenial friends you have asked to enjoy it with you. when I was young & lived with mother they made more of this day than they did of x mas. I remember my mother made us many as forty pied & plumb pudding in her brick oven. some of her neighbors used to bring up their plumb puddings for her to bake in her brick oven. they thought they tasted better cooked that way. Bill Scott one of my boy hood friends used to tell how good mothers squash pies used to taste to him. living on a farm having plenty of milk & cream, she could put a plenty of good stuff into her cooking. she used to lay down butter in stone pots down cellar & made cheese her closet was full of cheeses the cheess you get to day is far from the ones my mother used to make. she always made her own bread. there was a man came around with a litter of Newfoundland dogs to sell & one little puppy lapped out the pan mother had baked her pan of buiquites in so he was the dog we took & named him Lion. then to the next house where Elisha Capen lived they bought another little one & named him Wolph. they were [[?]] friendly & intelligent dogs.

Mrs Barry has gone to church. her minister is a very good preacher. he came up here to call & took great pains to