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and several feet away built the camp fire.  We were very hungry
and did justice to our lunches.  While getting water for the coffee, Mr.
W. found a crawfish.  Round about us, were many patches of that
beautiful moss, growing in rosettes Bryum roseum [proliferum]; one patch was found
in fruit.  Down on the wet rocks near the brooks I found also
a pretty moss in fruit.  We remained at our camp until after 4 P.M.
Going home, we determined to follow Silver Run to its origin.  The
scenery along this little stream is very pretty, to-day, it seemed particularly
so.  How pretty were the moss and lichen covered rocks! The nice warm
rain had certainly been enjoyed by them.  Twice we came to apparent
origin of the run, each time finding that it had only reappeared after
<s>sinking</s> having sunk into the ground a short distance farther up.
Near the second of these apparent origins we found a nice patch of
Aplectrum which was marked by tying a piece of red cloth on one
of the trees.  A short distance farther and we came to an old <s>wasp's</s> hornets
nest. We shook it down, but found it in a very bad condition.
We went now  but a short distance farther and we came in sight of our
large field; here, too, near the south west corner close to the run
we found 3 pretty specimens of Tipularia.  The spot was marked and
so was a tree near the field to show where <s>it</s> we would have to leave it.
        