
          1060.

for the trees were eveywhere and were surrounded by the ice.  On the
edge of the lake close to the path I saw the dried up stalk of some
unknown plant.  I thought, I had found something rare so took some of it
along for examination.  It proved to be Chelone glabra.  A short distance
beyond the lake we came to old Mr. T's homestead.  We looked all
about us for water, but seeing none, Mr. W. rapped at the door.  Mrs. T.
a nice old lady came to the door.  She told us that we could
get water at the barn and wished to get us a glass.  This we
told her was not necessary, thanked her kindly and proceeded towards
the barn.  Here we found the pump.  As we were pumping, the pigs came
running and clamored for water.  The water was rather dirty with 
floating vegetable matter.  Luckily, Mr. F. had a nice clean handkerchief
this he tied over the spout and enough filtered water was soon
obtained.  A short distance from the pump was the woods and here
we betook ourselves.  It did not take us long to build a
fire, the water was soon boiled and the coffee prepared.  Our little
camp was beautifully located and we spent possibly two hours here
chatting.  Mr. F. had forgotten his cup, so went to the old homestead to 
borrow one.  Mrs T. loaned him one most willingly.  It was about 3 P.M.
when we decided to continue our inspection of "The Caves".  As Mr. F.
        