New Year"s Day, Mr. Jackson, Luther Furnell and I took a yoke of oxen to make some New Years calls. We first went to Mr. Gervais" where we talked, took a drink, kissed the girls and then to Vital Guerin"s. Next we went up to Mrs. Mortimer"s where we made a sedate call. She lived where the police station now stands. Last, near present Seven Corners, we called on the Irvine"s. By this time the OXEN were tired. We began to feel drowsy, so we returned and took a rest.
The Indians always called on us on Christmas, went through much handshaking and expected a present.