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ceivable break-down. The cupboard would have done 

 credit to a good, motherly house-wife. The dining-room 

 was amjile and contained a table at which twenty hungrj'- 

 men might sit at case while John should load it down with 

 the marvelous results of his delicious forest cookery. 

 Through the open doors and windows of the dining-room 

 one could look upon the waters of two lakes, and hear the 

 wavelets " lap, lap " on either shore. Above were two well 

 lighted and comfortable sleeping rooms, one for guides and 

 the other for "the party," — the latter room furnished with 

 beds having springs, mattresses, slieets and mosquito bars, 

 — things not orthodox in the woods, to be sure, but amaz- 

 ingl}^ comfortable. 



We did not learn all this upon the night of our arrival, 

 for we speedil}^ found our way to our good lieds and slept 

 the glorious sleep of the woods. " Stickne^y Camp," of 

 blessed memory, was our delightful home for several days, 

 every waking hour of which was one prolonged dream of 

 peace and rest and beauty. The lullal)y of the waves and 

 tlie tender sighing of the pines at our cliamber window 

 made two or three nights memorable as occasions when one 

 was soothed so sweetly to slumber, and yet so gentl}^ moved 

 to pleasant thoughts, that it seemed ungrateful not to yield 

 to the soothing and also a cruel loss not to drink the inspi- 

 ration of the hour and the sweet sounds to the full. Lying 

 on the pine-leaf-sprinkled knolls in the shade, and looking 

 oft' upon the glancing and glistering waters gently moved 

 by the breeze under the bright sun, and feeling the resinous 

 breath of the cool forest on the cheek, was rest to heart and 



