
          1066.

*One of the prettiest things observed on our way homeward was an old dried up stalk of an aster, the fruits had long disappeared, but in their place to-day, filling up the involucra[Involucral] were beautiful, clear,
crystal-like clumps of ice.  The snow which had fallen into them yesterday, had melted, but before it could evaporate had frozen.

him who had given the name to the place, and he said that it had
been called that as long as he knew the place.  We, of course, were
anxious to see the place and frequently asked him, if we had not yet
reached it, only to find that we still had a short distance to go.

In the couse of conversation, he told me that there was some Spruce
Pine on the hillside near the "Shades of Death".  I, of course was at once
desirous of seeing the Spruce Pine, but thought at once that it would
prove to be the Hemlock, which it did.  We soon arrived at the
"Shades of Death", and we found, as I already had suspected, that it was
that particularly steep bank just before reaching H.  Our guide left us
just beyond the "Shades of Death".  It was now a little past noon and
we decided to look out for <s>it</s> a camp.  One was soon picked out, but
Mr. W. feeling unwell, thought it too exposed, and so we decided to 
find another.  This we did, across the stream, in a little ravine below
H.  Here we built a fire and ate our lunch.  While we were eating
a pretty red-bird appeared.  It sang its sweet spring song.  After 
dinner, we started homeward,* reaching Ellicott City a little after five
o'clock.  We went through the town to the car termius.  It was 
then about 5.30, so we took a car for home.  It was nearly
seven o'clock when I arrived home.
        