This is the year I fully celebrated my 80th birthday. Both the ward and stake treated me with the greatest courtesy and gave me the best congratulations on my eightieth birthday in Lethbridge Ward House.

This summer I again took the job for Mr. George Murray Whitlay.

This summer it is so dry that the people turn the stock into the dry burnt up grain fields and use it for feed in the summer.

O! what a comfort it is in this dreary world, to be loved and cared for by all powerful, warm hearted and lovely friends.