Was real cold in the night, 24 below, after sunrise bright and ground was covered with snow. My throat hurt all night and yet today and I felt miserable all over, only played solitaire, read magazines, played pitch in forenoon with Maggie against Fritz and Ben. While Maggie got dinner, Will and I played rummy and again after supper with Fritz and Will. Maggie got the meals and did all the necessary work.
Fritz gave the stock hay from the east end of the big stack of alfalfa. Ben, Fritz and Will cut wood after dinner. Ben took a Red Cross quilt home, for he got so cold in bed last night that he had to get up at 4 a.m. and build a fire. He burns cow-chips, so not much heat at that. Noble Moore, Jr. went by to the store and back home again. The temperature never got more than 12 above, but the sun shone bright, was hard on the eyes.