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‘ The last thing I added to an already overburdened, suit-case
before snapping it shut for the final time, was a copy, of the Ephe-
meres. We had decided to take it thinking we might obtain a star
Observation while we were out. > In. the ea rlr morning, when day--
light' had just begun to filter through the haze that wrapped trees
and buildings alike in a damp and chilly mantle, we crawled .out
and hustled for the train. It was late, as usual,- and our haste was
needless.. The stage ride from Cottage Grove, began in à drizzle of
mist that continued intermittently throughout thé eighteen mile
journey. The way led over some low ridges and then into a valley
running nearly due south. The ranges of hills that bounded the
valley were he,avily timbered and froth time, W^time we caught
sight of W 'B *ofth” E(fck" crowded"vv$h ties that rushed pell-mell
through the rapids Or grounded‘ along-1 the banks of the pool^. Jtist
.before we got to London Springs; -somewhat famous as a summer
resort, we caught our first' view of the mine. The crusher house
and trambin perched almoSt'on the summit of a lofty butte looked
like .a bird h(#tse -<from our ’ distante, The little town w as not
yet visible and ,we were destined1 to travel f o r ^ a r ly two hours,
Winding 'among giant firs and albng the banks 'of à stream that
fobkedbo be a paradise for trout, before we* arrived a t the company
k hotel. The' chilly dampness robbed thfcHtfè bf most of its’T issu re
and We; were relieved when a turn in-the.ro>d ireveâM'a êïtfsf?r
of buildings,- surrounded by a white picket fence, and the driver
told us we were at the ènd of our journey^ We ate dinner and