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[[underline]] Outlet Swamp [[/underline]]

Later I found to my amazement a pitcher plant with one stock & one root that came up easily in my hand [[underline]] 90 pitchers. [[/underline]]  About 10 - 15 of these were brown but about 75 were bright green strong handsome virile pitchers!  The leaf at the back acts like a flying buttress to brace the pitcher when heavy with water.
[[underline]] Aug. 31. [[/underline]] We found most of the flower stalks fallen - gone - & the pitchers hidden down in the high fern & grass. In one place they were so abundant we could hardly step without hearing the horrid crunch & perhaps feeling a spurt of water from a ^ [[insertion]] downtrodden [[/insertion]] pitcher.  The color of some of them was a keen pleasure.  They were red - some small ones entirely red - others thickly veined and netted with dark red.
The fall colors are in the swamp - cranberry bog - sphagnum field - [[strikethrough]] are [[/strikethrough]].  In places we waded through royal fern & looking across it was a lovely [[insertion]] warm [[/insertion]] golden brown - blue hills in background as Miss Bleir pointed out.
The St. Johnswort stalks [[image - vertical straight line with smaller horizontal lines]] in the grass give bright color - from pink, to plum bloom.