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[[in pencil]] Nov 19, 1929 [[/pencil]] 21 bandaged the foot. The next morning it was much better. I put on more Unguentine and fresh bandage, and the last day he was going barefoot back to Sta Barbara with no sign of a limp, but before saying good by he remembered his foot, said it was very bad and begged for Unguentine. We gave him a bandage with a little square with the Unguentine folded inside and he went off happy with his medicinia. ΒΆ The family in the mud house on the [[vertical line in margin]] mountain made me think they must be very much what pioneer Americans were, living in sod houses. The floors [[/margin]] were earth, everything was smokey from the fires, yet things were clean. I wiped dishes and the dish towel was clean, she dipped the dishes into boiling water after washing them, and dipped water from the container (Standard oil can of course) with a separate can, not the one
