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to pay it another visit in the near future.

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Feb. 16. 1901.  A most delightful spring-like day after a week of very 
low temperature and high winds. Mr. W. sent word that he would not
be able to accompany me to-day.  Left home promp<s>t</s>ly [promptly] at noon
and took the car for Powhatan which I reached about 1.20 P.M.
Here men were seen on the lake, formed by damming the falls at
Gwynn Oak, cutting ice.  The ice was more than 6 in. thick.  It 
had a very white appearance.  I left P. taking <s>the</s> a road <s>for</s>leading to Windsor
Mills Pike, along which I went more than 2 miles to a small village --
Hebbville.  In what an awful condition was this road!  In some
places almost unpassable, on account of the melting snow!  Snow
still covered the ground in many places.  I reached H. by 2 P.M.
and inquired how I might reach Ben Run, but no one knew where
it was.  I had therefore to depend entirely <s>on</s> upon myself.  I took the lane
leading past the church and graveyard, a small one containing probably
50 graves.  On several of the graves were several plants of Yucca filamentosa.
This path led to a large field, but seeing the woods only a 
short distance off, I went towards them.  Entering the woods, I saw
a fine path leading through them; this I followed.  The snow here was
2 to 3 inches deep.  After walking along this path for about 15 min.  I came
        