Wednesday, February 18, 1925
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Finished my ironing and mended. Took the baby and went for a walk to the store. A lovely spring like day. I just feel fine these days, so well I’m afraid it can’t last. However I am enjoying myself while I can. The baby is so sweet and good these days and nights too. It is certainly a joy to have this little loving soul.
(The baby she refers to is her youngest son, Ned, who is about 2 years old when this is written. She does love her children!)
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