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THE SPORTSMAN'S PARADISE; 



CHAPTER VII. 



The Movements of our Hunting-Party — ^Crossing the Hor-ka.-por-ka Port- 

 age — Fishing in Rock Lake — Another Advance — Deer-Hunting, etc.— 

 The Journey from Trout Lake to Long Lake — Camp on Long Lake — 

 More Deer-Hunting — An Exciting Contest, in which the Photographer 

 Wins. 



ARLY in the morning of September 30 

 we were up and stirring. The daylight 

 had not yet made its appearance, but the 

 pfrand fire kindled last evenino- was still 

 ^burning brightly. There was a very heavy 

 frost last night, but we did not suffer from 

 the cold; being wrapped in our blankets we 

 slept nicely. The breakfast was prepared 

 by our guides ; the photographer and myself had made our 

 morning toilets while standing on a rock that projected into 

 the river, having brought to this spot soap, towels, tooth- 

 brushes, hair-brushes, combs, etc. This labor was per- 

 formed in the gray dawn of the morning, and when com- 

 pleted we repaired to the breakfast, which had been spread 

 for us on the rubber poncho in the usual style. 



The packing of our luggage followed our morning 

 meal. The canoes were placed in the water and loaded 

 ready for the start. It had been previously decided that 

 the photographer and myself should walk through the 

 woods to Pickerel Lake, while the guides paddled the 

 canoes up the river to the same point. The only diffi- 



