CHAPTER XXX. 



THE LAKE SUPERIOR REGION. 



FROM MARQUETTE TO DULUTH A MILD WINTER A CROWD IN "MACKI- 

 NAW FLANNEL" THE LUMBER INTERESTS FISHERIES BROOK 



TROUT DUCKS AND GEESE IN SEASON LITTLE HUNTING TROUT 

 LAKE A CHARMING LOCATION FOR SPORTSMEN. 



" There is a pleasure in these pathless woods, 



There is a rapture on the lonely shore, 

 There is society where none intrudes, 



By the deep sea, and music in its roar, 

 love not man the less, but nature more, 



From these our interviews, in which I steal 

 From all I may be or have been before, 



To mingle with the universe and feel 

 What I can ne'er express, yet cannot all conceal." 



THERE is indeed a grandeur, a sublimity, an impressive 

 solitude imparted by the unbroken forests which line the 

 shores of Lake Superior, as they lay wrapt in their heavy 

 mantle of snow, which it would be vain for me to attempt to 

 describe. The scene, although in such wide contrast from 

 that which the same country presents in summer, is none the 

 less attractive and beautiful. 



I have recently spent many hours alone, wandering far 

 into the depths of these grand forests, that now slumber amid 

 the silence of a still rigid winter, a silence unbroken save by 

 the moaning of the wind through the tops of the tall pine- 

 trees, lost in admiration of the scene before me. To most 

 people the woods present but a lonely and dreary aspect in 

 winter, but to me the scene is sublime. I love the very soli- 

 tude and loneliness which the season occasions, and enjoy it 



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