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ing hours for resuming my journey; and I may add 

 that in this instance I found '* something in a name," 

 for Chili was an admirable place to keep cool in. 



At six o'clock I started on towards Cliurchville, 

 coming in sight of its church spires a little after sun- 

 set, and lessening the distance to Sau Francisco by 

 some fifteen miles. 



Notwithstanding the stop over at Chili, I was glad 

 when we came to the end of my journey, and must 

 confess that as I rode into the village the sight of the 

 Sprague House gratified me more than the view of the 

 picturesque town as I saw it outlined against the even- 

 ing sky. 



a^irtg-siill) Slag. 



Byron Centre Hotel, 



Byron Centre, New York, 



June Thirteenth, 



Soon after breakfast in Churchville, I threw myself 

 into the saddle and started for Bergen Corners, reach- 

 ing it by eleven o'clock. This distance of two miles 

 was covered very leisurely, for there was no pressing 

 engagement to fill, and I could " gang my own gait.'' 

 When there was anything to attract the eye — a sightly 

 field of grain, or change of scene, I usually stopped 

 to notice it and add one more impression to the pano- 

 rama which my overland journey contniually spread 

 before me. At the "Corners" I spent a few hours 

 quietly, if I except the slight interruptions of the 

 landlord of the Hooper House and his family. These 

 interruptions for curiosity's sake were easily par- 

 doned by me, for anything a little humorous and 



characteristic is always acceptable to one bent on see- 

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