
          868.

woods was delightful.  After a while we came to a shell road and here we
noticed a sign [sketch of sign worded '←To Severn' 'To Balto→'].  As we were anxious to go to Severn Run, we crossed this
road and continued through the woods.  We soon came to another prominent
road; as this seemed to lead in the direction we wished to go we followed
it.  As we were not sure, though, we decided to inquire at the next
farm-house.  This we presently did.  Seeing two men following, we crossed the
field to question them.  We soon saw that the place was well-kept and surmised
that the owner was a German.  We were right.  The place is owned by
Mr. Leimbach.  We soon learned that we were on the right road.  Mr. L's
place lies on the Severn, and to show us what a pretty view he had, he took us
down to his shore.  His place is very pretty.  The scenery around his fish
pond is very fine.  Here grow a number of cypress trees.  He, has, too, a number
of fine holly trees, a great many of which had berries.  Near his spring grows a
nice patch of Lygodium palmatum.  Near the shore is a large sand bank.  Mr. L.
sells the sand at ½¢ a bushel.  In the coarse of conversation, he told us
what he did to prevent getting the chills.  In the spring, he makes a tea of
wild cherry, red oak, and sassafras, about a gallon of it, which they drink.  Poison
Oak he called Wild Oak.  We staid [stayed] quite a while at L's, but finally we bade
him good-bye and started for Severn Run.  On our way out the road we passed
a number of beautiful places.  At one place was a deserted house falling to pieces
        