til o-ae idinikISu-ir-The receipt of the foregoing letter this week from Dr. Hoyt put it into our editorial head to here set down a record of what happened at the McClureFlats on Crystal river, seven miles below Marble, last Sunday.At 8 o’clock a merry party left Marble in a carry-all, including Mr. and Mrs. J. F. Parrish, Mr. and Mrs. Dave E. Dever, Mr. and Mrs. Martin Moffitt and Mr. and Mrs. Frank P. Frost. The ladies of the party had prepared against st- a famine by cooking up a lot of fried ! chicken, biscuits, salads, cakes, etc., ny | and they took along some frying pans to on the off chance that the rnen-folks might catch a few trout, and so make a fish-fry possible.With Mr. Parrish at the wheel beg pardon, the reins we made a record journey down the valley to the Flats and arrived there without incident beyond the loss of a few dozen bolts out of the wagon, shaken out by our rapid traveling. As soon as the horses could be unhitched, the male members of the party set about rigging up tackle for a try at the trout, while the ladies took care of the commissary and established camp in a delightful spot in a grove ofonx-imatinouhervddinural-it-id-ateril-(Cont in ucii in hi.-t j njh.1 It ===toT !o'l fol