"u. s. MAIL!" CAMP KOBBEP. 199 



One morning, two ladies rowed over from the camp on 

 Beach's Point with letters to send out, saying that they 

 learned through the guides that we were going to Blue 

 Mountain Lake in a day or two. 



After a day of hard work, we took matters very easily the 

 next. On one of these " la/.y days," we fished an hour for 

 IIM-S, :l nd then called at two camps on the north side. of 

 Long Point "returning calls," which was not a merely per- 

 functory performance hut a substantial pleasure. One of 

 these camps was in dismay, for there had been a theft com- 

 mitted of a large part of their stores, and a journey to Blue 

 Mountain Lake House was necessary to replenish them. 



"Alvah?" 



" No; it was a pair of scoundrels that came in by way of 

 Long Lake, some border ruffians in here on their own 

 account. They know we suspect them and have gone out 

 of the woods faster than they came in. " Whether ' ' White" 

 said this or " Smith," I cannot remember. 



We had been accustomed daily to leave all our stores and 

 bulky valuables in our tent, merely tying the flaps together 

 in front to signify that, we were "not at home," and we 

 felt entirely safe doing so until this incident. The guides are 

 perfectly honest, so far as I ever saw, but some of these 

 border-men who straggle into the woods are of quite 

 another sort. 



The other camp, in the thick woods up the hill a few 

 rods from shore, was wholly professional, being occupied 

 by three reverend gentlemen and a lawyer, all in genuine 

 sportsmen's blue and gray shirts. We found them sitting 



