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tween the last stopping-place and the present one. A 

 hundred towers announced the approach to a great 

 city, as we neared Detroit ; but here a solitary spire rose 

 against the sky, and while the Detroit River teems, 

 throughout its entire length with water-craft of all 

 sorts, the alnaost unknown little river that winds along 

 between Detroit and Inkster, is at this point as quiet 

 as one of theuntravelled streams of the North. The 

 Michigan Central Railway follows its shore for many 

 miles, and as I kept to the highway in the same direc- 

 tion, I could see it shining occasionally through an 

 opening in the trees. The waters of this river are no 

 doubt full of fish, as are all the streams of Michigan, 

 and they have besides a fine characteristic — a sparkling 

 clearness. 



(Sigljtg-sull) ?I)a2. 



Hawkins House, 

 Ypsilanti, Michigan, 



August Fifth. 



A forbidding sky hung over Inkster as I took my 

 seat in the saddle at ten o'clock, but " Forward" was 

 the watchword, and there was moreover a charm in 

 variety, for sunny skies had become rather monotonous 

 and, under the circumstances, uncomfortable. The 

 dust was well laid when we had gone only a short 

 distance, but it rose again in a new form as Paul 

 quickened his pace, so that we did not present a very 

 dashing appearance to the Ypsilantians, after sixteen 

 miles of such travel. 



• Several times I was obliged to turn from the road, 

 once taking shelter under a tree and again in a wood- 

 shed. There were in town, howeverj those who could 



