10 Jo^^"T Bulletin 8 



looking at large-leaved orchis, coralroot, twayblades, and several species 

 of rattlesnake plantains, listening to the songs of six different warblers 

 at once, to say nothing of the exclamations of each of our party when 

 some new treasure appeared, we decided to return to the shores of the 

 pond for our basket lunch supplemented by hot coffee, very graciously 

 served by Mr. and Mrs. Carpenter, who were travelling with camping 

 outfit, complete. On assembling for lunch we were joined by W. W. 

 Eggleston of Washington, D. C, who was one of the founders of the 

 Vermont Botanical Club, 25 years ago. After dinner we were photo- 

 graphed by one of the "bunch" and then decided to take the hike over 

 the old "County Road" back to the cottage. A walk of several miles 

 along a road bordered by Braun's holly and dilate spinulose ferns, 

 luxuriant in the extreme, brought us to the "County Road," long since 

 unused as a highway, and overgrown with grateful shade, but carpeted 

 with ferns and flowers, rare and beautiful. At five p. m. we reached 

 the cottage after a 12-mile walk as tired, dusty, happy and hungry 

 as only a party of field naturalists can be. With "just time to dress 

 for dinner," which meant, in our cases simply clean faces and clean 

 clothes, the jolliest of parties assembled to partake of a hearty and 

 toothsome dinner, prepared by Mrs. Wheeler of Westmore, who catered 

 for us, making our experience truly "Camping de luxe." 



The Vermont Botanical Club stands for plant protection as well 

 as for plant study, so the most of our specimens which we brought 

 away were some that are needed to complete some really valuable 

 herbaria, not a ruthless collection of rare plants that should have 

 been left for posterity to study. 



On Wednesday, July 6th, it was voted to climb the slides, to the 

 "Garden of Eden," just at the foot of the cliffs on Mt. Pisgah. The 

 morning was smoky and humid, so that a climb to the summit was 

 not considered profitable. The ascent to the cliffs was strenuous, but 

 the rare little ferns, and saxifrages nestling among them, more than 

 repaid the effort. After the descent had been made we lunched at 

 the famous Boulders Tea House, then explored the marl bogs south 

 of the lake. This was an afternoon long to be remembered. 



At dinner all save one unsuspecting lady were bubbling with 

 mirth, for word had been passed to our hostess that it was "Some- 

 body's" birthday. Accordingly when dessert was served and the tell- 

 tale birthday cake, with the requisite number of chocolate creams rest- 

 ing in its frosting, in lieu of candles, was brought in, the secret was 

 out and congratulations and best wishes were in order. 



