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gathering the magnolias I made a most interesting find.
Growing close to the edge of the swamp, almost hidden
by the tall Osmundas and Azaleas growing near it
was a pretty orchid.  The plant was about 16 in. high
had one leaf in the middle & one close to the single large
rose-pink flower.  I failed to detect any fragrance, although
Mr. W. thought it was delicately fragrant.  I dug <s>got</s> this plant
out carefully and found it had fibrous roots; it was found
to be Pogonia ophioglossoides.  After pressing the plant <s>with
a number of others</s> and storing away our large bundles of  magnolias
we started towards M.  The rain had been continuous
and our bags had become very wet by our rubbing against
the wet foliage.  We kept now almost entirely along
an open path and before long were again comparatively dry.
We spent a little time examining the path on the right
side of the railroad, then crossed the tracks.

Along the edge of a wood near an open field we found an
old log lying on the ground, here we ate our lunch.
Afer eating our lunch we continued our tramp, it was not
raining very hard now and it was really very pleasant tramping

        