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Basin Harbor
Wednesday Aug. 7 .1940.

We started the day off with a cruise up Otter Creek that empties into the lake north of here and runs up past Vergennes. We saw the spot where, in the war of 1812, the American fleet, bottled up by the British in the creek, attempted to roll the boats overland into the lake across a narrow strip of land. This whole country is "dripping with history". Across the lake in Crown Point where Roger's Rangers started their famed march north. The cruise this morning was lovely- the views of the mountains across the lake in New York are magnificent. It is an outdoor world up here- refreshing, clean, green, wonderful . On the return trip, the pilot let Rog steer the boat down the lake and he was simply thrilled to pieces- decided he wanted to take a boat ride every day. He insisted on going rowing in the afternoon and he rowed so strenuously around the harbor that he blistered both hands but seemed well satisfied and dismayed not at all.

We visited well with the Tafts today including a couple of sessions of "shallow ones" at their cottage and ours. They say Mrs. Bowers nearly died last winter and is still an invalid but they think he has her up at Shanty Shane now. Another piece of news is that George Brown died and apparently not long after we received the note from Mrs. Clendenim last winter. Somehow Shanty Shane wouldn't seem the same without George - it seems impossible a big, husky, healthy boy like George could snuff out so suddenly. Life is certainly an uncertain business.

Began to get acquainted with a few people today as follows: