Amos’s Diary: Wednesday, September 23, 1903
Amos’s Diary: Wednesday, September 23, 1903 First real cold snap of the fall, and the creek smelled like wet leaves this morning. Martha called…
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Amos’s Diary: Wednesday, September 23, 1903 First real cold snap of the fall, and the creek smelled like wet leaves this morning. Martha called…
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The leather folder held seventeen recipes, and after the last one Amos told the whole household to flop the book…