
          808.

to Mr. Wingert.  The two families do not live very far from each
other.  After our little chat we went to the old mill.  Not far
from the house we passed a little patch of Houstonia caerulea.
We soon came to the old mill.  We found it in a very delapidated
condition.  The old wheel was completely broken, the mill-stones
were thrown on the outside of the building, and the walls had their
weather-boarding almost completely removed.  After inspecting the <s>wh</s> old
mill we crossed the stream, we went up the hillside and entered
a large orchard.  Passing the orchard we <s>soon</s> came to several houses, two of larger ones
being quite imposing.  Repeated rappings <s>at their doors</s> failed to bring
anyone to the doors. <s>We</s> only the poor half-starved dogs kept
up their barking.  We were just about leaving when a small window in
a shed in the rear of the large house was pushed open and a man
looked out.  We went to the window and found him lying in a bed
close to the window.  We learned that he was crippled. We asked 
him to direct us to the dam; this he tried his best to do but he
failed to make himself understood.  We, therefore, started onward
doing the best we could.  We had little trouble finding the stream
and the bridge built of rails across it, but after crossing it we
took the wrong direction.  We had not gone far though, when we met
        