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at Tobin Station.  On the car, however, we met a Mr. Griffin an old
resident in the Orange Mills locality, and he advised us to get off at
the Garrison Church Lane, and this we did.  Mr. G. knew everybody
in his section of the world.  He knew old Tobin after[for] whom the
station was named.  Old T. was a grand rascal, from his account,
quite wealthy, who raped a girl by giving her Spanish fly.  The girl
sued him for $20000, and got $10000.  We asked him how he gave
her the Spanish fly. "Why in candy" he said, "or in an apple by
sticking pin-holes all over it and dropping the Spanish fly into them".
He knew Mr. Dolfield, too, and he said, he was trying to cheat him
out of $31.  Mr. D is the president of one of our banks.  Mr. G. said
that Mr. D. told him to have the fence repaired and that he would pay 
half.  Mr. G said he had the fence repaired but now Mr. D. does not pay
him.  The car now reached Garrison Church Lane so we bade the old man
good-bye.  The weather was quite cold and bracing and the ground was
covered with a light covering of snow which had fallen the afternoon before.
The sun was shining beautifully and we hoped it would soon
be warmer.  There was, however, very little change in temperature.
We walked up the lane and soon came to the church an historic old
landmark.  We walked through the little church-yard.  It looked

        