him and trying to keep temptation out of his way. He stole the bottle out of his bedroom the first chance he could find, but not until the poor fellow had got more of it than was good for him. The weather cleared up after dinner and we went to Coney Lake, where the boat is-Flora and I on horseback, the rest in buggies and carriages.
It is a beautiful place.
Great avenues of cypress extend into the shallow waters near the shore, where we could float about in shady canals and gather the curiousurselves respectable when Mr. Baldwin and Mr. Spenser, having tired of their wild-goose chase, came back to the house.
Mecca and I got into the double buggy with them and started out to hunt up the rest of the party.
After dinner, we went to Coney Lake again.
I went in the buggy with Joe Godfrey.
He and Mr. Baldwin each invited me to take a row. I didn't go with Mr. Baldwin.
March 8, Wednesday
I went up to Americus yesterday, with Flora and Capt. Rust, to see Cousin Boiling about my