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a pretty Earth-star.  We soon reached the ravine.
Our place of entering being again, like on our first visit
to the rocks, at the cascades.  How pretty these were
to-day, owing to the recent rain (Fri. & Thurs.) the water
was gushing over, this alone was beautiful enough
but to set the picture off the little streams which
only trickle over were one mass of ice, this pretty
frostwork together with the fringe of ice along the edge 
of the brook made a most beautiful picture.  We
stood a long time enjoying the pretty scene before us.
We crossed the brook and started up the ravine to
the camp.  Here we prepared dinner and staid [stayed] the rest
of the day.  Here we felt so comfortable, so at home 
that we concluded  <s>it</s> not to exchange for the rocks.
After dinner we made a little excursion up the hillside,
back of our house.  Here a decided path may be 
noticed, this did not please us very much, although
we have never, in these many trips met a single person.
From the top of our hillside a pretty view may be had
of the brook.  How pretty it looked, like a little river
        