road which we cross and climbing the tresle at Reese’s Mine we followed the track down thru the frosty scenery; at each step the thick frost crunched and creaked under our feet. We then left the track and went over to what used to be a sugar camp situated at the edge of Posts woods; but it was old now, and falling to ruin, and after looking around a little, we left. Cheered by the sun-light we decided to go on to the Dutchman’s, and we started back to the track. The sun had, now become high enough to strike the field and now the grey meadow was filled with flashing diamonds of all sizes - bright specks on the grass, which as we walked on, disappeared and reappeared, like twinkling stars.
     Soon we were at the mine which we examined, to-gether with all the buildings and machinery all around, after which we proceeded on our way. Climbing a fence by the Egypt Road, we went shivering down into a swampy tract of land. We seemed to be going down into a strange new world - a wonder land. Here, where it was low and moist, was a wonderful fairyland scene. Gentle sloping mounds, which spread before us, were fairly white with the frost, which came off in little clouds as we walked thru it; the trees, and under­brush which overran the swamp, were white and