
          1030.

to start homeward.  Our log was burning beautifully and it seemed
a pity to leave it.  I led the way to the cross-road and
then Mr. W. took the lead.  It was 9 o'clock when we reached
the terminus and 10 o'clock when I arrived home.  Everybody was
well-pleased with this, our first Yule Fest.

511.
December 28, 1903.  A trip to the ravine alone.  The weather has been very 
cold;  yesterday morning the thermometer registered 11°; this morning it is a few degrees warmer.  I left home at half past nine, reached the terminus an hour
later and Yule Camp at 11.  I was quite suprised to find that our Yule 
log was more than two-thirds consumed.  The skull was lying on the ground
no doubt blown down by the wind.  Although so cold, it did not seem 
so here in the ravine, where one was protected from the wind; in the
sunshine it was delightfully pleasant.  Although only 11 o'clcok, I decided
to eat my lunch, it was, therefore nearly half past 11 when I started through
the ravine.  The brook, to-day was frozen over in many places and bordered
all along its coarse with beautiful frost work.  At the cascades it was
prettiest, the frost-work here was several inches thick.  Under it the rushing
water could be seen.  When I left the ravine I proceeded along the tracks
to Avalon.  Never before have I seen the Patapsco clothed in such wintry
raiment.  At Orange Grove its banks were lined with huge piles of ice.
        