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up everywhere.  Unless the stream becomes strong enough to carry it
all away, there will no doubt be some of it still here in June.
The people of the village are obliged to go to I. to cross.  Mr. B. was
busy fixing a pipe for the mill.  I asked him if the mill had been
damage[d] by the ice; he said it had, that there were from 6 to 7 ft.
of water in its cellar.  From O. G. I went to the ravine.  The
brook to-day was a raging torrent.  I found it quite difficult to
get along in some places because of ice.  I was therefore obliged to walk
very slowly.  A short distance beyond Camp Cozy, I decided to cross
the brook.  I found it a very difficult undertaking.  Having crossed
I proceeded to Owl Spring.  It is completely hidden under the leaves.
I searched carefully in the swampy place for Skunk Cabbage and at
last found one.  Having <s>bro</s> brought the thermometer I decided
to make use of it.  I first took note of the temperature, immediately
outside of the spathe.  I found it to be 3° C, whereas inside
of the spathe it was 3⅗°C a difference of 1°F.  I then found the 
temperature of the soil surrounding the spathe, it was 5°C; it, therefore
was 3°F warmer than the inside of the spathe.  No trace of the Lygodium
could be found.  The transplanted Hepatica is holding its own.

From the spring, I proceeded to the car terminus arriving home about 5.30 P.M.
        