. CHAPTER XX. 



As a preparation for the hard day's trip from Seventli to 

 Raquette Lake, after our regular breakfast was completed, 

 John had made an enormous pile of pan-cakes for lunch 

 on the way. We were on the water and on our journey at 

 half-past nine o'clock. About a mile up the inlet from 

 Eighth Lake we encountered our first carry of the day, of 

 one mile. Eighth is one of the largest lakes in the Chain, 

 and has mountainous and finely wooded shores, remarkably 

 clear water, and is attractive in every respect. Crossing 

 this lake we came to the formidable carry of evil renown, 

 of a mile and a quarter, from Eighth to "Brown's Tract 

 Inlet" running into Raquette Lake. The day was very 

 warm, our loads heavy, the way somewhat rough, and 

 there was a deal of hard work under a noon-day sun; but I 

 think the carry bears a worse reputation than it deserves. 

 It is a standing rule of guides on "this side " and on " the 

 other side "—West and East sides of the woods— to abuse 

 the passage across the dividing line between the two sec- 

 tions. A sportsman is never advised that it is easy to go 

 over into the rival guides' territory. This unhappy carry, 

 therefore, is berated east and west, right and left, until the 

 traveler in either region is forced to believe that it is not 

 feasible to extend his journey "across the wilderness." 



