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of the pond I next found a pretty specimen of Utricularia <s>subulata</s> cornuta
with delicate little bladders on its rootlets.  As I passed various 
sphagnum covered patches I strewed them with the seed of the 
Helonias.  While engaged in this work I noticed two white
herons near the centre of the marshy trails at the head of the pond
and close at hand was a pretty bird <s>abouth</s> about as large as
the English sparrow, although somewhat plumper, its head was
black near the bill and eyes, its breast was yellow and its back
golden brown,  it continually chirped something sounding very much
like cha--a; cha--a.  Could this have been the yellow breasted
chat?  I reached Glenburnie just a few minutes ahead of the
train, and waited till it arrived.  I had hoped that it might
bring Mr. W. yet hardly expected him on acc't of the continuous
down pour of rain.  I now found a sheltered nook under one
of the sheds of the tile factory to eat my lunch then started
homeward.  Going homeward the wind blew right against me
and seemed to be even stronger than during the morning; still 
it was a pleasant experience and I came home well satisfied
with my trip.

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