Goldfoot Farm
Sat., July 25, 1925
Today we have been exceptionally busy. It is now 9 P.M. and the folks are still in the fields, haying with a lantern. It will be all hours before the dishes are washed. A few of today's accomplishments will be: three meals prepared and three sets of dishes washed, a pudding, two pies and a cake with icing made for the weekend, nine milk pails and separator washed in the morning and again at night, windows and lamp chimneys cleaned, lamps and oilstove filled, range blackened, floor swept twice and mopped thoroughly, rugs and porch swept, and my knickers mended.
When we first came we got terribly tired, but now we are feeling fine and really enjoying it. After supper Bill goes up to our room (Mrs. G. calls it "the office") and studies his big books, four Moody's Manuals, while I write, and Mr. And Mrs. G. listen to our radio, Bill having rigged it up for them. Robert reads a while, then goes to bed.
The Goldfoots took us to a church social last night, where the people seemed a hard?shelled bunch. But Robbie had a wonderful time, eating four plates of ice cream without batting an eye. Being very timid, he is afraid to do anything but eat. When asked if he wants to drive the hayrake or do something mildly adventurous, his one reply is, "I daresn't take a chancet." However, he seemed to enjoy his ride in the motorcycle last night, though holding on tight all the way.