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1896.
was very Bohemian indeed - drawing - joking, smoking (upstairs) telling stories, reciting poetry, Mandolin & singing (in the gloaming, down stairs) & then a kitchen lunch with strong coffee, lettuce sandwiches, cake & blancmange. Jno. & I saw Edith on her car. The wind was still blowing hard (but not so hard.) & nevertheless we got out the wheels and took the queerest ride I ever took - way out into the country on Chili Avenue. Against a strong wind & under a drowsy moon, a sprinkle of stars and the most lurid Northern lights down toward the North. It was distinctly weird - & pedalling against the wind was like ploughing the ocean. At the end we all adjusted hats &c. & took long breaths. Then mounted and away again - A mile up toward the city with the wind at our backs. It was like sailing in a fair wind then - delightful also. We went thro' the same performance half a mile or so up Genesee Street - and came back such wrecks frowzy & drowzy and tired & happy. Nothing but that would have given me delicious sleep after that coffee. We had some "ponies" of John's famous lemonade when we got home and then crept in bed, while the wind whistled & moaned around the South East tower of the castle - which we occupied. Ned is sure it's haunted. She saw the attic door swing to by invisible hands!

1896.
was very Bohemian indeed - drawing - joking, smoking (upstairs) telling stories, reciting poetry, Mandolin & singing (in the gloaming, down stairs) & then a kitchen lunch with strong coffee, lettuce sandwiches, cake & blancmange. Jno. & I saw Edith on her car. The wind was still blowing hard (but not so hard.) & nevertheless we got out the wheels and took the queerest ride I ever took - way out into the country on Chili Avenue. Against a strong wind & under a drowsy moon, a sprinkle of stars and the most lurid Northern lights down toward the North. It was distinctly weird - & pedalling against the wind was like ploughing the ocean. At the end we all adjusted hats &c. & took long breaths. Then mounted and away again - A mile up toward the city with the wind at our backs. It was like sailing in a fair wind then - delightful also. We went thro' the same performance half a mile or so up Genesee Street - and came back such wrecks frowzy & drowzy and tired & happy. Nothing but that would have given me delicious sleep after that coffee. We had some "ponies" of John's famous lemonade when we got home and then crept in bed, while the wind whistled & moaned around the South East tower of the castle - which we occupied. Ned is sure it's haunted. She saw the attic door swing to by invisible hands!

1896.
was very Bohemian indeed - drawing - joking, smoking (upstairs) telling stories, reciting poetry, Mandolin & singing (in the gloaming, down stairs) & then a kitchen lunch with strong coffee, lettuce sandwiches, cake & blancmange. Jno. & I saw Edith on her car. The wind was still blowing hard (but not so hard.) & nevertheless we got out the wheels and took the queerest ride I ever took - way out into the country on Chili Avenue. Against a strong wind & under a drowsy moon, a sprinkle of stars and the most lurid Northern lights down toward the North. It was distinctly weird - & pedalling against the wind was like ploughing the ocean. At the end we all adjusted hats &c. & took long breaths. Then mounted and away again - A mile up toward the city with the wind at our backs. It was like sailing in a fair wind then - delightful also. We went thro' the same performance half a mile or so up Genesee Street - and came back such wrecks frowzy & drowzy and tired & happy. Nothing but that would have given me delicious sleep after that coffee. We had some "ponies" of John's famous lemonade when we got home and then crept in bed, while the wind whistled & moaned around the South East tower of the castle - which we occupied. Ned is sure it's haunted. She saw the attic door swing to by invisible hands!
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