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rear of our roof and house snugly.  This work finished we started
on our exploring trip.  This time we intended going to the top of the
west side of our ravine.  From our camp it seemed to be a high
plateau-like region.  We therefore crossed our little brook, crossed
our recently discovered (wagon) path, and climbed slowly up the hill
going in a somewhat south-westerly direction.  Reaching the top
we were greatly surprised to find another path, here and there piles
of cord wood, and the woods greatly thinned out; not by the
hand of man but by one of Nature's distinctive hurricanes.  We
determined to follow the path.  It went exactly along the 
crest of the hill, following the divide separting the waters
flowing into our ravine from those flowing into a smaller one 
running somewhat parallel to ours.  Soon we came to where 
a grand view of "the rocks" was to <s>beheld</s> be had, and later to a
still grander view -- on one side was the beautiful Patapsco
and on the other our ravine.  This view was really superb,
and one not soon to be forgotten.  We soon found ourselves
at the Observatory.  While here a little rabbit bounded out
of it's hiding-place. (Could the dung on the rocks be
rabbit's?)  We now retraced our steps and as it was still
        