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went with Mr. Dymond up to the Holy Trinity church at Haultain - a beautiful walk - 2 or 3 miles - thro' woods & marsh and to this pretty little church which Mr. F.H Hartley has built. We were early and the worshippers gathered one by one till finally the young minister and Mr. Dymond in a surplice came up the aisle and the service began - behind the gothic arches of wood and in front of the golden cross. The young man (Mogridge?) made a good enough sermon and he had a very pleasant voice - Mr. D.

read the "lessons". Afterward we walked over where we had a
Haultain road.
glimpse of little Cedar Lake - and then we had a nice walk home - a slow one - thro' the woods and talking most confidentially, while Mr. D.
smoked a pipe. Arrived just in time for supper and to pack for Jimmie to take the trunks down tonight. In fact, I had to put some more things in after supper, and some more, still on the porch, later. It was a gorgeous evening. We rowed over to the camp, to change skiffs with the Roses, stopping at the flat island behind fish island, on the way to gather red cedar for whittling. We bade the family goodbye at camp and then went over by little

went with Mr. Dymond up to the Holy Trinity church at Haultain - a beautiful walk - 2 or 3 miles - thro' woods & marsh and to this pretty little church which Mr. F.H Hartley has built. We were early and the worshippers gathered one by one till finally the young minister and Mr. Dymond in a surplice came up the aisle and the service began - behind the gothic arches of wood and in front of the golden cross. The young man (Mogridge?) made a good enough sermon and he had a very pleasant voice - Mr. D.

read the "lessons". Afterward we walked over where we had a
Haultain road.
glimpse of little Cedar Lake - and then we had a nice walk home - a slow one - thro' the woods and talking most confidentially, while Mr. D.
smoked a pipe. Arrived just in time for supper and to pack for Jimmie to take the trunks down tonight. In fact, I had to put some more things in after supper, and some more, still on the porch, later. It was a gorgeous evening. We rowed over to the camp, to change skiffs with the Roses, stopping at the flat island behind fish island, on the way to gather red cedar for whittling. We bade the family goodbye at camp and then went over by little

went with Mr. Dymond up to the Holy Trinity church at Haultain - a beautiful walk - 2 or 3 miles - thro' woods & marsh and to this pretty little church which Mr. F.H Hartley has built. We were early and the worshippers gathered one by one till finally the young minister and Mr. Dymond in a surplice came up the aisle and the service began - behind the gothic arches of wood and in front of the golden cross. The young man (Mogridge?) made a good enough sermon and he had a very pleasant voice - Mr. D.

read the "lessons". Afterward we walked over where we had a
Haultain road.
glimpse of little Cedar Lake - and then we had a nice walk home - a slow one - thro' the woods and talking most confidentially, while Mr. D.
smoked a pipe. Arrived just in time for supper and to pack for Jimmie to take the trunks down tonight. In fact, I had to put some more things in after supper, and some more, still on the porch, later. It was a gorgeous evening. We rowed over to the camp, to change skiffs with the Roses, stopping at the flat island behind fish island, on the way to gather red cedar for whittling. We bade the family goodbye at camp and then went over by little
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