
          442.

* Note Dec. 23. Unfortunately the morning has been very cloudy.

dam.  Crossing the river I followed the road towards Relay.
At the fourth ravine I went up the hillside, following the brook
for quite a distance, finally reaching the path leading to H's estate
and succeeded in finding those large conical persimmons.  They
were quite as fine as they were last year.  The little tree loaded down
with them.  They were so easily gotten that in less than an hour
from the time I had left <s>it</s>the road I was again on <s>l</s> my way to Relay.
Reaching R. I followed the track, home.  I arrived home about
5.30 P.M.

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Dec. 22. 1900.  A trip to Relay, H's and the ravine.  We met 
at Camden station and took the 7.30 A.M. train.  Reaching R.
we crossed the viaduct and walked along the River R'd.  We had
not proceeded very far when we met old Mr. Smithson leading
his cow.  The morning was beautiful, the ground, trees, everything
covered with beautiful frost.  What a beautiful scene from the car
window, the passing of the occasional low <s>p</s> woods of evergreen and
thickets all covered with frost and the sun low down, just peeping
over the low distant hills!  Well!  when we met Mr S. we of course
remarked upon the beautiful morning.  He said <s>yeal</s> Yes, it was
beautiful and that we would have 3 more beautiful days,* because the moon's
        