
          603.

small tunnel to carry off the overflow.  After watching the men
at work for a little while we proceeded on our trip.  When we came
to the place where we had transplanted the Gentian last year and
also year before last, we stopped to see if any plants were growing,
and sure enough, one plant -- a fine one, quite filled with buds --
was found.  We search carefully for more, but none were found.
The reminder of our trip was rather hurried as it was growing late.
In the ravine, we stopped at our spring and also examined the Pogonia
pendula, recently transplanted, it is still alive.

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September 21, 1901.  To Glenburnie and Marley.  We met at Camden
station and took the early train.  The morning was beautiful,
in fact, ideal.  The heavy dew, however, prevented us from walking
in the shrubbery.  This, however, was no drawback, for we
walked for some time along the railroad and when we at 
last entered the wood it <s>had dissipated</s> was quite dry.  Along our route
grew chinquapins in abundance, now ripe and ready to be gathered.
A day or two later and it would be too late, but, to-day
before reaching the little ravine we wished to enter, we had
collected a pocketful.  A queer-looking insect with a long
beak was frequently seen on the nuts, often with the beak
        