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	An Expedition to Pine Pond.
�I am very wretched indeed as regards my wife,
for she scarce ever is pleasant to me.�
  17.  Saturday.  With John Conworth to Martin�s,
Henry Tew also deciding to accompany us, after a stip-
ulation that he should be transported home before sun-
set.     Martin provided another horse and off we drove,
getting started by about 9.         The day was a lovely,
sunny one agreeably sultry, the roads good, the
scenery pretty, sometimes picturesque.  We took ano-
ther and a nearer way than that adopted on my for-
mer journey to the same spot.   We passed little ponds
and streams, farm houses of wood, stone or brick,
the first material predominating.   To the left, for
some distance, was a long-continued line of un-
broken foliage.    The immense roots of trees, spread
over sane of the fields, looked like the 
teeth of geologic monsters, upon whom some antedi-
luvian dentist had been operating.      We saw but few
villages.     Towards the end of the journey, the country
grew wilder.      Presently, inquiring our way of a man
named Walker, (Oxfordshire born) we entered a pri-
vate path, necessitating the occasional removal, stake
by stake, of fences crossing it and their due re-
placement.   Pursuing this for a quarter of a mile,
we beheld the tall trees, dead and alive, skirting
the pond, and affording our horses the shelter of
an outhouse, left the wagon in the sultry sun-               
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