
          483.

It was now quite dark, too dark, for further field work, so we followed
the edge of the field till we reached our well known route through
Forest Park.  We reached the cars about 7 P.M.  Twice, to-day
we passed patches of Christmas Fern which had the pinnae stripped
from the main stalk, apparently done by some animal.

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March 16, 1901.  We met at Camden Station and took the 8 A.M.
train to Relay.  The morning was partly cloudy at times and the
air felt frosty.  As we were crossing the viaduct we saw
old Mr. S. hastening, along the River R'd, towards the railroad.  We
met him <s>at the Howard Co. side</s> just as we crossed the viaduct.
After exchanging greetings Mr. W. asked, "What do you think of
the Democrats Mr S.?" I think they will all go <s>the</s> to h--l.", he replied,
"I wish they were all there, Gorman, Frank Brown, and all 
of them, and I could be there to help throw coal on them".  We thought
this pretty strong language for a church member, a strict Episcopalian.
On the River R'd[On a very high tree we saw a pretty little bird, somewhat smaller than a sparrow, brownish with a light breast.  It sang sweetly and very loud and did not seem to mind me at all. It seemed strange to hear so much music, such a volume of sound from so little a bird.] we soon noticed here and there
where the waters trickled the formation of little icicles.  Reaching
the Gentian Hills we entered [crossed] F's field, here near the spring we found
several beautiful patches of Silaginella apus.  The willows at the
spring were showing their silver buds. Remembering their great beauty

        