DWIGHT-WIMAN CLUB. 



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slept well, until at four in the morning the pouring rain 

 'iwoke several who found rain drops coming into their 

 beds. Rubber sheets and coats were suddenly in re- 

 quest. 



r' Wednesday, 8th October. 



7] S if for contrast with the bright sunshine of yester- 

 ®/^ day, this was a pattern rainy day. Leaden 

 clouds, dripping trees, Foughing winds, and no chance 

 of an outing. But our spirits rose superior ; and some 

 hopeful member of the group, with a happy memory for 

 cheerful tones — it was probably Wiman — recalled Ade- 

 laide Proctor's " Behind the clouds is the sun still 

 shining;" and we waited with patience till it should 

 shine for us. Now was the time for camp-fire stories. 

 And so, while Wilbur impatiently watched the weather, 

 and Tom the thermometer — it was now 53° — the yarns 

 began: Stories of travel, of sport, of business life; 

 Club incidents of Europe, of Vermont, of Muskoka ; 

 burglar stories, arising out of the midnight experience 

 of the Historian's household the night before he left* 

 Reminiscences of the American rebellion, graphically 

 told and seriously true ; with many of President Lin- 

 colin's unpublished stories to his cabinet, related as they 

 were by him to lighten the terrible suspense of that 

 time of vital struggle. 



It may be fancied what interest these gained for the 

 listeners, when it is stated that two of our company, 

 Mr. Chas. A Tinker, and Mr. Albert B. Chandlei , v^ere 

 Military Telegraph cipher operators at Washington in 

 1863 ^^^ 1864, along with Mr. D. H. Bates, now Gen- 



