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silence, when we. choose, us freely as we may happen to 

 desire. " 



By this time Horace had come down to Hie shore, where 

 we were standing; and in a few moments we were out on 

 the wiiter. pointing directly for "Old Maid Head. " a rocky 

 promontory across the lake, where stood a Mark -haiily 

 which had sometime been occupied hy a fishing party. 



\\'e fished a lew rod- oil' the point, taking ei^ht splendid 

 trout, and then moved on, up the eastern shore of the lake. 

 We li>hed at various promising places, went ashore to find 

 cold spring and to Bather spruce irum, and |>assed nothing 

 of interest without examination. 



At the head of the lake, and on the western shore, n-li? 

 on a little hlutV. clo-e to the water's ed-e. we landed to 

 take OUT noon-da) lunch. < MI a l>i;_- -oil and mo-- COM K d 

 rock we spread our blanket fora couch, for \ve proposed 

 to ourselves the oriental luxury of reclininu' while we 

 feasted. Two great trees, rooted upon the rock, spread 

 their leafy arms above us. while the heavy forest p 

 dow n behind us and lent additional shade and the delicious 

 coolness of the dense woods. Horace built a smudge in a 

 little hollow near by, on the windward side, and then drew 

 out the biir basket of lunch, and made a refreshing lemon 

 ade. And "then and there." lyinu on the softe-t of 

 couches, looking far down the lake and out on the ever 

 liTeen forest on .the shores and mountains in the distance, 

 we lunched, stopping between frequent "bites" at 

 excellent sandwiches of ham and soda crackers, or cold 

 trout and johnny-cake, and sips O f lemonade, to admire 



