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to a brook, which I think must have been Ben Run.  My plan
was to follow this stream to Hollofield where it joins the
Patapsco, but seeing that it was already 3 P.M.  I gave up the
idea.  The woods here are very pretty, they contain an unusually
large number of Junipers.  I walked along the stream but a
short distance then retraced my steps, determined to come
again for a larger trip.  One very beautiful spot was passed
here many rocks, none of them very large, were exposed, all around
and between them was the pretty white snow, the rocks 
themselves being covered with a beautiful greenish-grey lichen.
Returning I reached P. about 4.45 P.M. where I took the cars
for home.

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Feb. 17. 1901.  Another beautiful spring day.  Took W. out for a walk,
visiting Federal Hill and Riverside Parks.  In Federal Hill Park, I
saw nothing of particular interest.  In Riverside Park, however, I
noticed that workmen had been at work cutting <s>off</s> the cocoons of many
of the trees.  They were all of one kind, that particular one made of
grey felt with the little twigs arranged around the top.  Several were
cut open, but instead of innumberable eggs as noticed in all those
formerly opened, I found a dried up larva-like body.  (It may [is] be possible)
        