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Jan. 13, 1900.  What a beautiful spring-like morning!  how
balmy and clear is the air!  It was so grand that reaching
the Catonsville terminus a little ahead of Mr. W. I stood
out in the open air to enjoy it, rather than go into the
waiting room.  How beautiful sounded the chimes (from) of
the church in C., and how distinctly could I hear the
cars passing over the Ellicott City route.  Mr. W. came on
the next car.  This time we proposed going down Hilton Av.
Our primary object was to get a few boards from the
mill at Orange Grove.  What a destruction of forest
is being carried on along this avenue!  What an awful
sight it is to see the felling of their handsome trees
and then final splitting up into cord wood and posts!
The pretty woods are gradually going one after the other.
Reaching the mill we got permission to take a couple
of boards.  With these we started for "the rocks."
It was quite a task carrying them through the
woods; not being as careful as we ought to have 
been we went to the southwest instead of to the west.
In righting our direction we became separated and
        