260 CRANBERRY LAKE.— THE OSWEGATCHIE. 



reminder that we did not choose to he distiirhed hy curious 

 intruders. When wholly awake, however, I suspected the 

 noises were made hy the mice or rahhits nmning ahout 

 where we had scattered crumbs from our supper tahle on 

 the ground. Some laughter, more stories, and we were 

 asleep again. 



The morning opened as calm, and as innocent of evil 

 threat, as a May-day, and the water was like gTass. After 

 a hasty and frugal breakfast, we left " Wind Bound 

 Camp," as we christened our temporarj^ home, loaded our 

 luggage, launched our good, staunch little craft, and speed- 

 i\j paddled our way of seven miles to the home-camp, 

 where we were heartily greeted and congratulated by our 

 party, who had had not a little anxiety on ovu- behalf — and 

 our excursion up the Oswegatchie was ended. 



Letters and papers in good quantity, by the hands of 

 some incoming party, had arrived in our absence ; we 

 learned that the outer world was conducting itself quite 

 properly without us; and thus reassured, we were full of 

 satisfaction, and prepared to enjoy to the utmost the few 

 remainino- hours of our abode in the wilderness. 



