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This is a most beautiful tree.  On the right bank is
a large handsome one, its pretty grey rugged bark makes
it easily recognized. We went up the stream some distance
the low tide however, prevented us from going wherever
we wished.  A wild duck was observed, but when we
came near to it, it flew away. A large black bird, about
the size of the robin, with a yellow band around its neck
was seen in the meadow.  It flew close to the ground and
never far.  Its song was very peculiar.  All over the country
we now see the Bohemian strawberry pickers. On Saturday
they wash their clothes and in the settlement near the stream
we saw great big lines of wash hanging out to dry.  They
seem to be a very cleanly people.  It was nearly seven o'clock
when we got back to R's and it was 7 o'clock when
we started on our way homeward.  The roads were in an awfully
dirty condition and by the time we reached Brooklyn we
were dirty almost from head to foot.  We took a car for 
home.  On our way home a colored boy about 6 or 7 yrs. old fell
from the car while it was going very fast.  The child must
have been asleep.  It was on Marshall St. where it happened
        