Cold, a little cloudy, temperature never got more than 20 above yesterday and the same today. Ben came, and he and Will finished cutting posts out of the poles. Fritz made a feed-trough to give calves in the barn cake, and in p.m. he went to the hills and got a load of hay for the stock. We lunched on the ice-box cookies Maggie baked this a.m. after they finished, and head cheese and bread. Maggie got meals, did all the necessary work, and cut and started to sew herself a dress. I am still all in with a cold in the lungs and sore throat, so read, played solitaire, and slept in p.m. We played rummy in evening. John Wisenberger was here to see if he could get a gobbler.