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Carolyn Gay Taft Farm Letter - November 8, 1920
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Old Mission Mich Nov. 8th 1920
Dear Miss Taft:-
I recieved your letter about those hogs & we hardly know what to do I think I told you as plain as I could that they would not offer Joseph any price at the meat markets & that there were no buyers in town this fall so far as we could find out Mr. Sweet is not here & Mr. Zimmerman is not buying at all & won't until Xmas. I don't know what else to say. We cannot keep those pigs closed up much longer in that small place or they will all die. We are thoroughly disgusted trying to do anything with them. If you do keep them until Xmas there will not be any corn left. And as for us buying we can do the same as we have been doing get along with out. There is no place around here that we could weigh them & get a weigh bill so we will not try to sell around here. Mr. Eiman mentioned about buying 2 and Hughie Lannin wanted 1 & of course if we would have taken 1 that would have been four less to feed & I guess we could have sold the rest. If people were willing to pay $.12 for them all right & if not they will have to stay where they are. We have did the best we could you can't sell something that no one wants. Just called Mr. Eimen up & he does not want them at that price
He bought a new tractor & don't need his new orchard drag & wanted me to ask you if you cared for it he paid $100 for it last Spring & will sell for $75.00 will you please mention in your next letter if you are interested. Joseph says it is as good as the day he got it.
Mrs. Dudley Griffin died Sun evening at 6 O clock leaving a husband & 3 little ones. She has been sick for a week or more. I do not know exactly what caused her death.
My head feels about like yours did the last day of cherry picking I am so tired & nervous I hardly know what to do with myself. It is a constant planning & worrying of how will I make all ends meet & still have a dollar left. A man does not do the thinking a woman has to They can work a few hours in solitude but with me it is noise all the while. Well I must put baby to bed. I hope I have answered all questions. As ever your's Essie K.
P.S. There are cider apples here & will take to the Harbor as soon as they have room to take them in. We will mail you the check for them as soon as we sell the apples.