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his boat were got aboard, and we followed. Arriving at 

 Charlevoix, we found the hob^l full to ovcrllowing, but 

 were comfortably cared for at a cleanly boarding house. 



When the next morning came the chvuch bell rang, but 

 likewise blew the wliistle of the little steamer "Clara 

 Belle," which was loaded with the rustics of Bo^ne, South 

 Arm, Jordan and the scattered homes and hamlets in the 

 woods, — otf for an exciu'sion to tlie Island of j\rackinaw. 

 To " kill time,*" or " make time V" — that was the (|uestion. 

 On due consideration, we choose the latter, and went on 

 boanl with the excursionists and pursued our appointed 

 journ(\v. 



If it were not such an old, old wonder and beauty, it 

 might l)e worth while to attempt to descrilie that perfect 

 da3\ with tlie blue, diincing watei's l>eneath, and the 

 blue, dee|» and serene sky above ; the green for- 

 ests crowding down to the sandy shore,; the pure air, — 

 dustless, odorless and noiseless, — fanning the cheek in 

 gentlest breezes. The people of the INIiddle West have 

 found the secret of healthful enjojinent on their magnili- 

 ceut lakes. When summer heats come down with blight- 

 ing and enervating effect, the excursion steamers, bearing 

 famil}" groups and merry parties of friends, speed away 

 to the North. On the dancing waves of grand old Supe- 

 rior, along the cool, forest-clad shores, far from carkiug 

 care and thronging men and withering heat, these Wise 

 Men of the West gather and garner new vigor, and bear 

 homeward with them pictures of marvelous beauty and 

 memories of happiest days. 



