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Text for Page 158 [08-15-1860]

	 A Drive to �the Snow-Hole.�
tice of construing offence out of chance remark
or action.            It had been proposed that she
should go out for a ride with Mort Brown
in the evening, but she compromised the matter
by a drive.
  16.  Thursday.  All of us, including Collard�s
wife into the wagon, her husband driving, on an
expedition to �the Snow-Hole.�  This involved a
twelve miles� ride, Petersburg way and beyond, to
a farm-house, kept by Mrs. Collard�s parents.
The day was fine and sunny, not too hot, the
landscape delightful.    I sat beside Sally, Jack
on the other side of her, and we conveyed Knudsen�s
handkerchief into Brown�s pocket, filling that of
the former with apples and leaves, plucked from
the roadside.     At the farmhouse we found an
old woman, 94 years of age and others.    After
thronging the rooms, eating apples, looking at
pictures of a sort and quizzing a large plaster-
of-paris cat with an idiotically-comic expression
of countenance, we set out to ascend �the moun-
tain.�       A very steep one it proved, equalling if
not exceeding anything I have known in the Cat-
skills.       We had to do three miles of it, some-
times over steeply-sloping pasture, sometimes
through forest or up horribly stony mountain
paths, lugging up two baskets containing food               
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