
          752.

On the crest of the hill, close to the delapidated old hut, we saw
four chestnut trees laden with fruit.  No doubt, this year will be a very
good one for chestnuts, chinquapin, too, are very plentiful.  While I
was securing my fern specimens,  Mr W. & Mr T. walked onward to the old
batchelor's [bachelor's] huts, where I soon after met them.  Close to the hut, I met the
old man, he was collecting fox grapes, he said, he had already secured
16 qts.  We now went onward to the pond.  Here I got a nice specimen
of Marsilia [Marsilea] quadrifolia while Mr. W. & Mr. T. took the boat and
got a few water-lilies.  Marsilia is certainly growing most luxuriantly,
several fine <s>large</s> patches have spread over large areas.

Mr. T., who had taken[brought] his camera with him, secured two <s>p</s> views of
the pond, before we left for the old furnace, where we arrived about
one o'clock.  On our way, we got a few tomatoes & cantaloupes from
the fields we passed.  We put these into the spring on our arrival at 
the old furnace.  Mr. W. now started the fire <s>for coffee</s>  <s>to make</s> 
and put water
on to boil for coffee.  In the meantime Mr. T. & I looked around about
the place.  The old peach-tree had still a few good ripe peaches.  These
were collected and found along with the tomatoes & cantaloupes a
part of our dinner.  After dinner, Mr. T. took a few pictures,
one of the old furnace & two of the branch.  It was then three

        