254 CRANBERRY LAKK. — THE 08WEGATCHIE. 



Yoiiug and Ward, the two guides, however, went out 

 tioatiug for deer. At about 8 A. M. I was awakened 1)}^ a 

 shot, a dull, heavy, booming sound as of distant thunder, 

 followed b}^ another and a third shot. Fifteen minutes 

 later the bo^'s came back Avith a yearling doe in their boat, 

 wtUmded by the tirst shot, missed by the second and effect- 

 ually stopiKHl by the third. They had seen and heard eight 

 deer during the night, but the moon had risen aifd its bright 

 light made it very dillicult to approach them. 



* On r breakfast was good enough for an epicure, — plenli 

 iul trout, a large frying-pan full of Bermuda onions, 

 scrambled eggs, coffee, Boston crackers, pickles and minor 

 articles. We rendered great and friendlj' service to our 

 hosts, who were that day going out of the woods and 

 made it a cardinal point not to carry out witli them anj' of 

 their supplies; and tlie}^ gave us with their parting blessing 

 something to eke out our much depleted food reserve, 

 which, as the sequel proved, served us a most excellent 

 tuin. 



The day, July 17, opened with a light south wind which 

 si)eedily grew stronger, a wicked, red light in the eye of the 

 sun. and fcarfull}- oppressive heat. Pioceeding down 

 stream, on reaching All)any Bridge we restored our boat to 

 its original place of concealment, and, packs on our backs, 

 gun and rifle and rods in hand, went down the haid, rough 

 carry to the foot of the rapids, nearly overcome by the heat 

 and thoroughly exhausted. It was two o'clock when we 

 there drew our boat from its hiding place in the bushc^- 

 and started northward down throusrh the flooded timber. 



