263 CRANBERRY LAKE. — THE OSWEGATCHIE. 



tip to tip of its wings, tiv^e and a half feet, and, from beak 

 to toes, four and a half feet. It was a vile smelling wretch, 

 and after being duly inspected at camp nobody had the 

 slightest desire to bi'ing it home as a specimen for the taxi- 

 dermist's skill. 



But the crowning event of the day occurred in the morn- 

 ing. The Junior and the 'Squire, with a guide, took a 

 boat and left camp for the dam. In a few moments we 

 were all startled by a shot and then a yelling as of a dozen 

 savages. We rushed pell-mell down to the landing. 



"Hurrah! Man over-board! Hurrah! Hurrah!! ]\Ian 

 over-r-r-board! " 



It was the lust}- voice of the 'Squire. His arms were beat- 

 ing the air like mad. Seizing the small American Hag, 

 wiiicli liad heretofore lluttered in the breeze at the landing, 

 lu! waved that as he shouted, again and again; and the 

 boat was returning to shore. The real hero of the occasion 

 (and the same wasn't the 'S([uir(') sat ((uictly in the stern 

 of the boat, his broad-brimmed, drab hat drawn modestly 

 down, and his hand in the water. As they slowly approach 

 ed, there wei-e many si)eculalions as to the occasion of this 

 great uproar of the 'Sciuire's — a matter, it nnist be ex})lained, 

 of no unusual occurrence, as he exphuled after this fashion 

 on the slightest provocation, especiall}' if there was any fun 

 on hand. The Ijoat, at length, entered the opening througii 

 the Hood wood and approached our primitive dock, and the 

 mystery was solved ; and a pair of buck horns appeared 

 above the surface, firmly grasped by the Junior, — the bod}' 

 of the animal being submerged. 



