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[("Corbett's Glen")]

(which is very pretty) and turned up the fork-road & spoke to a German asking him for milk "I do - ant keep no co-w" he said smiling, but gave us some delicious spring water & we found the way - over a high bridge and down a queer stony & then sandy road to the Culvert - under the high railroad (central) - where road & creek both disappear for a cool space into the bowels of the earth - and then emerge again and the creek spreads out and gurgles over stones & one side is a high shady bank of ferns & the other are shady spots & butter cups & daisies & nice places to be lazy - which we did - for an hour or two - laying on the soft grass & smelling the spearmint. Some children came & waded & men fished (or poked around) for something & after a while we started back. I stopped to wash my hands (& recite Shakespear to Mary) down by the ducks and we rested

[("Corbett's Glen")]

(which is very pretty) and turned up the fork-road & spoke to a German asking him for milk "I do - ant keep no co-w" he said smiling, but gave us some delicious spring water & we found the way - over a high bridge and down a queer stony & then sandy road to the Culvert - under the high railroad (central) - where road & creek both disappear for a cool space into the bowels of the earth - and then emerge again and the creek spreads out and gurgles over stones & one side is a high shady bank of ferns & the other are shady spots & butter cups & daisies & nice places to be lazy - which we did - for an hour or two - laying on the soft grass & smelling the spearmint. Some children came & waded & men fished (or poked around) for something & after a while we started back. I stopped to wash my hands (& recite Shakespear to Mary) down by the ducks and we rested

[("Corbett's Glen")]

(which is very pretty) and turned up the fork-road & spoke to a German asking him for milk "I do - ant keep no co-w" he said smiling, but gave us some delicious spring water & we found the way - over a high bridge and down a queer stony & then sandy road to the Culvert - under the high railroad (central) - where road & creek both disappear for a cool space into the bowels of the earth - and then emerge again and the creek spreads out and gurgles over stones & one side is a high shady bank of ferns & the other are shady spots & butter cups & daisies & nice places to be lazy - which we did - for an hour or two - laying on the soft grass & smelling the spearmint. Some children came & waded & men fished (or poked around) for something & after a while we started back. I stopped to wash my hands (& recite Shakespear to Mary) down by the ducks and we rested
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