I slept very late this morning, and did not have our breakfast until 7:30. I did considerable work about the woodshed this forenoon throwing the wood, which formed the walks inside and boarding the sides up with some lumber I had. Fred Neill came over this afternoon and we cut some trees and cawed wood. A fine flying squirrell[sic] came out of one of the trees and stayed in view for some time. I have been having the toothache this evening. It has begun to snow again.
*(R. Henry Scadin Collection, D.H. Ramsey Library Special Collections, UNC Asheville)