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*The railroad watchman told us the Water Co. had been fined for not providing fish ladder to this dam.

dinner.  A fire was built in the old fire-place of piece of lathe.  The
kettle filled with snow was hung from a stout piece of wire.  The old home
proved an ideal camp.  No smoke at all!  As soon as enough snow
had been melted, the kettle was closed, the water brought to a boil, and
coffee was prepared.  It was a little past one o'clock when we were
through with dinner and ready to start for the Patapsco.  Just as we
were ready to start we had our little shower.  It did not last long
though and by the <s>the</s> time we reached the river the sun was again
shining.  On Cannon R'd we met Mr. S. we had not <s>met</s> seen him for a long time.
After a little chat with him, we proceeded to Avalon and crossed the
river.  The people of A.* and particularly those of O. G. are living in daily fear
that with the melting of the ice, the water will rise sufficiently to flood
away their homes.  It was to again get a view of the ice gorge
that we <s>took</s> made this trip.  We soon reached that part of the
road that was flooded on our last trip, two weeks ago.  We saw
then that at the time the water had a depth of more than 6 feet
for cakes of ice, some of them weighing more than a ton, were left
stranded on the hillside several feet above the level of our eyes.
As we looked towards the river, the immense ice gorge, its top several feet
above our heads blocked off its view.  On two trees marks were made,
        