THE OUTDOOR WORLD 



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Sound is a stretch of wild, marvelous 

 picturesque forest in which is a lake 

 whose beauty and mirroring qualities 

 rival or even excel such world famous 

 places as Lake Tahoe of California. It 

 was fittinglv named "Mirror Lake" bv 

 Joe Jefferson. 



There nestling' between the wooded 

 hills of the north and the precipitous 

 ledges of the south, is a lake that mir- 

 rors the clouds and the surrounding 

 leafy arches, the boles of rugged trees 



inspiring suiroundings a rest from the 

 cares of a rushing, bustling world. 

 Only a comparatively short distance 

 to the north express trains go hurrying 

 by, local trains come into the station 

 and transfer innumerable passengers to 

 hundreds of automobiles or to equip- 

 ages drawn by prancing horses driven 

 by men in sumptuous livery. In no 

 place that I have ever visited is there 

 such a striking contrast between the 

 rush of business and the dreamland of 



A RUGGED BLACK BIRCH THAT HAS SPLIT THE LEDGE. 



the graceful alders and birches, that to- 

 gether form a bit of beauty elsewhere 

 unexcelled. 



No wonder that Commodore E. C. 

 Benedict enjoys this lake and perhaps 

 takes more pride in it than in any 

 other part of his beautiful acres at 

 Indian Harbor. Even one of less aqua- 

 tic tendency than the genial Commo- 

 dore would find these harmonious and 



quiet nature. At the station are the 

 accompaniments and calls of the busi- 

 ness and residential world, while here 

 are mirrored clouds and tall, gnarled 

 trees from which the fishhawk watches 

 for its prey and when disturbed at its 

 peering into the inverted sky it utters 

 a cry of defiance and flaps leisurely 

 away toward the south. 



The lake is partly artificial but so 



