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mosses attracted <s>l</s> my attention in fact, so many
things were to be seen, that I felt, perfectly happy,
examining this little moss, then a little liverwort, when
suddenly it came in my mind, that it was Skunk Cabbage
that I must be after.  Off, I started, yet here a 
neat little moss had to be collected and there another;
here Epigaea with its buds already showing color, that I
thought surely one might be open, attracted my attention.
Time spent this way passes very rapidly, so that by 
the time I reached my most coveted place, I could not
follow any investigations.  While collecting a few specimens
I heard the frogs piping and realized how appropriate
their name Rana pipiens.

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Mar. 10, 1900.  A trip to Glenburnie, Sarracenia Pond and
the Old Furnace.  We took the early train, so reached
G. about 7.30 A.M.  Deciding to go to the pond, first
of all, we took our usual route through the woods.  Before reaching this
path we are obliged to walk a short distance along
the pike.  Immediately before reaching <s>it</s>our path we found
a large area, a former clearing, which had grown over
        