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August 13
Cary and I arose at seven to
drive 15 miles into the Bordon milk
factory with Fred, the foreman, sitting
on milk cans all the while. When
we got back we went in swimming
again, and finally awakened the
other gals at nine for breakfast.
We swam a lot more and
generally enjoyed farm life
– played bridge this afternoon
on account of a sudden thunder
storm.
We certainly hated to get
on the homebound train. City
life seems dull and HOT. I’m
greatly refreshed however. The
weekend was perfect.