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IN THE 



ADIRONDACKS. 



CHAPTER I. 



"It's settled that you are to go!" said Benson as he 

 removed his pipe from his lips, and blew a mighty gust 

 of smoke, which dimmed the gas-light of his bachelor 

 apartments like a fog. 



"Who settled all that, I beg to know ?" 



" Well, I've settled it. Here you are, as thin as a shad; 

 you would be pale, only you're beginning to turn yellow, 

 like the covers of your confounded law books; your blood 

 liasn't the vitality of skimmed milk; as to eating, why! our 

 landlady makes a silk dress off from your board every three 

 months; and nothing will set you right like a good time in 

 the North Woods. There, now ! That's enough to con- 

 vince anj^ man what he ought to do; but since you haven't 

 enough strength left to form a good resolution, I've made 

 one for you." 



"Faithful are the wounds of a friend! even if he goes at 



