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a melancholy feeling, which had not entirely vanished at 

 the end of many days. 



In a few hours almost all the timber that had lain heaped 

 in the rocky gorge, was floating in the great pond of the 

 millers ; and as we walked homeward we talked of the 

 Force of the Waters. 



JOURNEY IN NEW BRUNSWICK AND MAINE 



The morning after that which we had spent with Sir 

 Archibald Campbell and his delightful family, saw us 

 proceeding along the shores of the St. John River, in 

 the British Province of New Brunswick. As we passed 

 the Government House, our hearts bade its generous in- 

 mates adieu; and as we left Fredericton behind, the 

 recollection of the many acts of kindness which we had 

 received from its inhabitants came powerfully on our 

 minds. Slowly advancing over the surface of the trans- 

 lucent stream, we still fancied our ears saluted by the 

 melodies of the unrivalled band of the 43d Regiment. 

 In short, with the remembrance of kindness experienced, 

 the feeling of expectations gratified, the hope of adding 

 to our knowledge, and the possession of health and vigor, 

 we were luxuriating in happiness. 



The "Favorite," the bark in which we were, contained 

 not only my whole family, but nearly a score and a half 

 of individuals of all descriptions, so that the crowded state 

 of the cabin soon began to prove rather disagreeable. The 

 boat itself was a mere scow, commanded by a person of 

 rather uncouth aspect and rude manners. Two sorry nags 

 he had fastened to the end of a long tow-line, on the 

 nearer of which rode a negro youth, less than half clad, 

 with a long switch in one hand, and the joined bridles in 

 the other, striving with all his might to urge them on at 



