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our time very limited contented ourselves with a climb of
Mt. Misery.  We then went to the station, rearranged our
toilete and awaited the train.  It even came along <s>at</s> and
in less than an hour we were home.

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August 2, 1899.  Renewed trip of July 26 to see the Yellow
Fringed Orchis in full bloom.  We met at the Habenaria
place at 2:30 p.m. All day it looked threatening, our 
weather bureau, however, had predicted fair weather.  We had
collected what Habenaria we wished and were resting
planning our day's trip when we heard the distant sound of
thunder.  The sound approached, nearer and nearer, and we were
not very far on our trip when the first drops of rain began
falling.  We were on the way to the spring near the Washington
Road and were near the home of an old Union soldier.  We stopped
to ask if we might <s>stop</s> get under <s>them</s> his roof till the rain was
over.  This home, a shed, although new, was built very badly
and before long the rain came in <s>thi</s> at the roof.  It was
very small, about 9 X 15, at one end the bed which took
up a great deal of the space; then there was a table and four
chairs, a safe (not for valuables but for food) and a bench with
        