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the other.  While on our way to the ravine, we were passed by 
a negro tramp with a small dog. It is seldom that we see a person
who carries himself as erectly as did this tramp.  His form
seemed to be perfect, his features finely molded.  He was bare footed,
his clothes most filthy hung on him in tatters, and he carried a bundle
at the end of a stick thrown gracefully across his shoulder.

We went but a short distance up the ravine.  Here in a lovely spot
we pitched our camp close to the beautiful brook.  We were quite
enchanted and felt almost willing to say it was as pretty as our 
ravine.  Its beauty is somewhat tamer, here one might think
he were in a park, taken care of by a skillful gardener.

After dinner we walked up to the Trillium locality, we found
several in bloom.  It was now close to 6 o'clock so we
decided to start for home.  When we returned to the camp
we saw to the northwest a dense black cloud mass and we 
knew before long we would have a thunder storm.  The sky quickly 
became more and more overcast and before we reached the Gate-house
the storm was over us.  We sought shelter on the south 
side of the Gate-house and we remained till the worse of the 
storm was over.  The day had been very humid, extremely sticky, so 

        