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side but has left us in the dark about the other side. Again, how 

 many persons ought to compose a camping party. This was discussed 

 with some warmth as each strove to outdo the other in deftly turning 

 a flapjack, or win the palm in producing the richest brown surface. 

 The question of number could not be definitely settled. Four and 

 three were suggested, but these numbers were rejected as furnishing 

 too great a variety of interests which would possibly clash. Two was 

 a favorite number., but this was objected to also, the disagreement 

 turning on the point : if one of the two should tumble from the canoe 

 and go sprawling upon the flood, should the other laugh or maintain a 

 proper gravity under such trying circumstances. Thus we whiled 

 away the hours until sleep closed our eyelids on the fragrant fir 

 boughs, with the murmur of the waters growing fainter and fainter. 



The next day — Sunday — was bright and beautiful. The series of 

 rapids known as Indian Falls extends up the river until a turn hides 

 the waters from view. Here, as the level rays of the setting sun 

 shone over the foaming waters and black boulders, there was a strange 

 fascination in watching the effects of sunlight and shadow, the crink- 

 ling lines of sunlight playing around the huge boulders looking like 

 monsters disporting themselves in a sea of gold. 



On Monday morning we made a portage of about half a mile to 

 get round these rapids, of which Indian Falls forms the eastern end. 

 These portages are among the delightful troubles of a journey in the 

 wilderness. One wished at such a time that the camping party 

 consisted of four instead of two to share the toil. But it is to be 

 done and we might as well do it cheerfully. We take it as a pleasure, 

 and in two or three hours it is accomplished, over a pretty woodland 

 pathway, well tramped for centuries by voyageurs through the wilder- 

 ness. First, we take the canoe, binding our coats on the benches 

 nearest the bow and stern, raising and turning it over at the same 

 time so that it is carried bottom upward, with the benches resting on 

 our shoulders — Indian style. Next the baggage is taken, carrying it 

 as far as we can, putting it down and resting as we walk back for 

 more, — after the fashion of Ivlondikers. 



Then we launched our canoe, rejoicing in the prospect of the 

 " quiet stretches ' beyond ; but the rocks and rapids are ever present. 

 We meet with a few pools " full of fish," but the fish are probably 

 suckers, the trout hiding themselves at the foot of rapids or beneath 

 overhanging banks. But finally the rocks and boulders which have 



