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strolling over the farm, the sky became clouded and 

 by noon a torrent of rain deluged Swanville. Owing 

 to tliis caprice of the elements, I was unable to leave 

 until three o'clock in the afternoon. Made the six 

 miles and a half between the two places in easy time. 

 As I rode into town I was greeted by the Girard 

 Brass Band, which, while it amused me, rather sur- 

 prised Paul^ who during our " triumphal procession" 

 to the Central House did a little " dancing," greatly 

 to the delight of the onlookers. 



After lecturing at the Town Hall in the evening, 

 where I was introduced by Jacob Bender, editor 

 of the Cosmopolite, I was serenaded at my hotel by 

 the indefatigable band, which certainly made me 

 feel welcome. I was sorry that the limitations put 

 upon my time by appointments ahead allowed me so 

 small an opportunity to meet the people, and get a 

 better idea of their occupations. I should have liked 

 to visit the lumber and brick yards, which are the 

 chief enterprise, but was obliged to content myself 

 with only a " cursory glance," as our newspaper 

 friends say. The soil of the region is almost entirely 

 composed of clay, and is thus peculiarly adapted to 

 the manufacture of brick. 



i'iftw-fourti) 5)ag. 



Fisk House, 

 Ashtabula, Ohio, 

 July Third. 



A bright sun and clear blue sky gave promise of 

 an exceedingly pleasant day, as I seated myself in 

 the saddle at Girard at eight o'clock. 



