Thursday December 24, 1914 Clear with N = wind - 4. If there is a calm before the storm there certainly is one after it. Now that the crowd has gone there is a kind of delicious peace in the house which is very grateful to anyone who hates needles, baste and apron. Things seem cleaner to me than the living room is not littered with tools and bows - the lumber, and the table is not piled with chairs and cloth for the sewing women. This morning I too a bag of bread (dry biscuit) out to the red dog which sticks to our beloved. She is starving and suffering more to become of the family she is expecting. She fairly went wild with joy when I arrived jumping up and down in her excitement and giving way to howls of pleasure. I fed her some of the hard dry biscuit. It has no smell, and very little taste I in eyes but she devoured it ravenously. The snow has drifted behind the house with the last winds but otherwise everything is as we left it. So night we tried to hang up a few things to decorate the house but only succeeded in making it look worse than ever. We have gotten rid of most of our trash and continue to do so as the Equinox enjoy such things and we are glad enough to be rid of our accumulation.