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Following the path near the edge of the pond, we
noticed frequently the sweet odor of Clethra alnifolia
Neseae verticillata with its spikes of beautiful rose
purple blossoms, beautified the swamp in many 
places. In the shallow water, close to shore, grew a
smaller Pipewort - Eriocaulon gnaphaloides.  From the
pond we went to the old Furnace, only stopping at
Mrs. Newman's to buy several cantaloupes.  These were
put into the spring as soon as we reached the Furnace,
and proved quite refreshing after dinner. We
found quite a breezy place under an old sycamore
tree not far from the spring.  The ground round
about was strewn with many large strips of its bark.
The shedding of this bark was already noticed as
early as May 30.  We collected some of it to cook
our coffee.  This place with its pretty stream of water
has always been an attractive one to us - to-day it
seemed particularly so <s>to us</s>.  While eating dinner
Mr. W. called my attention to a very large white bird
flying up the stream.  It had settled very close to us.
Going cautiously to the place, it flew up just as we
        