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Have been & returned from Prince Edward's Island.
Started June 28th
Arrived Saturday 31st
Left for home the 13th Aug
Arrived 16th

Went with Nan Myrick & at Bangor were met by four of her friends with a buckboard & took a delightful drive. Exquisite city high on hills, overlooking the Penabscot river and the surrounding country. Great square white houses and fine trees.

Miss Pearl very amusing, such unexpected choice of words

Miss Wing, Miss Sweat and Miss --- the true last visiting.

Stopped at the Clifton Home, Summerside. Kept by four sisters — Misses Mawley. Clean and foreign in appearance

From Summerside up the character of the county all the same. Patches of spruce on some small evergreen, often entirely destroyed. by fire, with gaunt grey limbs pointing

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everywhere, or, even in the most thrifty places injured by the heavy snows. And endless flat fields, cultivated or not, inclosed with extraordinary fences of cedar twisted with ingenious shapes to make them hold, rough and uncivilized looking, very picturesque. Wherever the soil shows it is a pink brown, and intensifies  the light greens of the grass & crops.

quantities of animals, and young ones everywhere. Every horse seems to have a colt and every cow a calf.

Bessie met is at the station. She drove me up. Evidently afraid things would skim rough looking to me. I couldn't imagine why. I felt so intoxicated by the air, the freedom and vastness of the landscape.  Room enough for one to breath in.

Children. Boys a freckled lot. Rachael a splendid Rubens looking child, with unusual hair fastened in unusual way at the sides of her head. Franklin a rare