January 28, 1936
"A slight let up in cold this morning as zero was as low as it fell. We have had such a siege of sub-zero weather that for me it has become quite a test of working endurance with a body working as laborously as a cold auto. Rowdy and Ritz just came in from barking at a strange dog. Rowdy has been chasing a little bitch. I think the dog catcher picked her up. The old hound is quite woeful about it but has not given up hope. He will search for a while, come in, only to go out again.
This too cold weather contains little that interests me and I hope that sometime I'll be able to dodge it by going where it is warmer for a time at least. Almost ran out of coal. E. was fussing about it and I was trying to make it run as our regular coal would come in on the morrow. Tom came with it late that evening. That big load of coal was something to gloat over more than great riches."
January 28, 1936
D.C. Richard's Journal
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