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Beaver Kiver enters the lake by a succession of rapids 

 and falls, which extend by a winding way a dozen miles 

 up to Wardwcll's, (now Dunbar's,) or Still-water. It knives 

 tlie lake in rapids again, and plunges over pictiu-esque falls, 

 to which the guests of the house make excursions with 

 never-failing interest and delight. 



At such a resort, the trout are always hunted and chased 

 like a tleeing criminal, but they learii by experience great 

 wisdom and discretion and t(\Mch it to their children; so 

 that, pursued as they are, they maintaiji an existence in 

 fair numbers, and, to a reasonable degree, reward the 

 skillful lisherman. However, tliey seldom leap through the 

 air, straight at the successful sportsman, like Murra^y's 

 ferocious trout, nor attempt that other exi)edient of whirl- 

 ing 'round and 'i-ound the l)oat in a contracting ciix'le, in 

 an effort to twist the tishermairs head off, as Warner felici- 

 tously and veraciously relates. 



We enjoyed an afteiMioon's excursion down the lake to 

 the outlet. The water w as high and swift, and the Editor 

 had an adventui-e — his boat striking upon a hidden rock — 

 which for a half minute looked entirely unpropitious. It 

 is his luck, however, to always get out of a difficulty in 

 some way, and he still lives, — like the gentleman of color 

 who remarked, with the Avisdom of exiu'rience weighting 

 every word, that he always noticed that if he lived ])y the 

 fourth of July, he lived all the rest of the year! 



We also, that evening, engaged four guides, procured 

 supplies, and supplemented our outtit for oui' projected 

 trip to and camping at Smith's Lake, forty-eight miles 



