
          558.

without much trouble.  We now looked carefully for the path leading
up the mountain past the spring which is not far from the summit;
we, however, missed it, having 
kept on a road leading across the mountain.  Tired out, by our climbing
we stopped to rest, then retraced our steps to the foot of the
mountain.  Mr. W. now started to prepare coffee, while I again tried
to find the path, this time with success.  No prominent wagon
tracks were on this path and this no doubt caused us to pass
it.  At the entrance are two blazed Chestnut-oaks and opposite
it is a prominent white stone.  As soon as I was on this path I
recognized it to be the right one, and after another hard climb
reached the spring.  After refreshing myself with the delicious water
I <s>again</s> retraced my steps.  When I reached the camp, Mr. W.
had coffee prepared and we ate our dinner.  It was half past
five o'clock when we <s>were through</s> had finished eating, so we had not enough time
to go to the top of the mountain.  We, however, both went to the
path leading to the top, so as not again to miss it <s>in</s> on other trips.
We, now, started for the station <s>taking our time</s> walking leisurely, and made the return
trip in 2 hours stopping twice.  The trip can no doubt be
made easily in 1½ hours.  We reached the station at 8 o'clock and
had about 20 minutes to wait for our train.  Quite a number of
        