The next week is full of springtime activity on our diarist’s ranch.  She is getting the hang of being a mom pretty quickly, right down to the wry observation about the baby waking everyone up late at night only to go sweetly back to sleep:

“Thur. April 13

Mama & Ruth washed and I was busy most of the time with Dorma.

I finished the hand work on my night gown.

Ruth had a dickens of (a) headache all P.m.

Baby had the colic all evening and got her Mom & Dad out of bed 12 p.m. & then shut up like a clam & went to sleep.

Fri. April 14

Ruth still felt punk & every one was lazy.

Got a letter from Bertha & Ray & also one from Verna.

Dorma got a little pair of white kid shoes from Uncle Ray & Aunt Bertha & also her first letter on Easter card from Virginia Muckler.

Sat. April 15.

Ruth cleaned the upstairs & made a nice cake & Mama & Ruth ironed.

I done a little washing for baby as usual between acts and in the p.m.:  Mama & I took turns staining the woodwork.

Jay & Dad went over acrossed the creek to see about putting up Mucklers cabin & getting the logs hauled in p.m.

Walker from Seely was here waiting for the men all p.m. to get hay.”

You might remember Mrs. Muckler who lives in Missoula and brought a potted houseplant as a gift while our diarist and her Mama were staying there over the winter.  Well, now it’s time to build the Mucklers a cabin and friends and neighbors are pitching in.  From the sound of things, trees are felled, limbed, and bucked already and now it’s time to haul ’em to the cabin site.  Below is a nice picture, courtesy of http://www.smokstak.com, of an outfit near Judith MT hauling huge logs with a team.  A nearly lost skill today.

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