108 Hills and Lakes. 



abounded in trout — large ones in the deep water, and 

 tbe smaller speckled trout, near the sl^ore. The deer, 

 too, from the paths leading into the forest, seemed to 

 be plenty, and at sundown I shot a small one, as he 

 was feeding on the water-lilieg near the shore. 



In the morning, we passed on to a pond or lake, 

 six or seven miles distant, and near the centre of the 

 township. This lake is some three miles in length, 

 and varying from half a mile to a mile in width. It 

 bore the same general aspect as the other, surrounded 

 by old primeval forests, overlooked on one side by 

 high hills, and skirted on the other by a valley that 

 stretched away to the east, through which flowed a 

 noisy brook, literally swarming with small speckled 

 trout. We dined on sea-biscuit and broiled trout, on 

 the banks of this pond, and then struck for St. Eegis 

 Lake, some six miles distant, and on the other side 

 from us a range of high hills. It was a warm day, 

 and that six miles was toilsome enough. They cost 

 us much labor, and not a little perspiration, but by 

 six o'clock we descended the hills, where at their base, 

 in the deep shadows of the mountains, lay the lake, 

 calm and still, and transparent as a mirror. It was a 

 welcome sight to our eyes, that beautiful lake, sleep- 



