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flowers were seen during the day, that I named this day Hepatica
day.  The sun was now shining beautifully, the hillsides
were one blaze of brilliant sunshine,  and in it everywhere were
the pretty Hepaticas.  When ever I stopped to examine some
pretty or unusual plant the dogs stood near looking at me
wistfully.  When I crossed the brook, which, to-day, on account
of the heavy rain during the night, was quite broad and difficult
to ford, I hoped that the dogs would turn back.  But I soon
saw that they were not afraid of the water and were able to
cross far easier that [than] I.  While I stopped to dig out a plant,
the dogs climbed the hillside and for some time I lost sight of them.
I felt sorry that they were gone,  I really missed them, but then I
was glad that they had returned home.  I was not allowed to feel
this glad feeling long though, for I had not gone on very far before
all three again appeared, wagging their tails, seemingly glad that
we were going onward.  How grand it was,in the bright sunshine,
climbing the beautiful hillsides, following the clear brook
through the ravine!  It is impossible to express, how happy I felt.
As the day grew warmer, the blossom of the Sanguinaria and
the Claytonia also opened.  Sanguinaria in many places was very
        