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verdant mountains and primeval forests stretch far, far 

 beyond the limits allotted to vision. The two or three 

 hours which are taken to cross the lake will flit by rapidly ; 

 if you have appreciation of what is sublime, of what 

 Nature in her grand conceptions formed, the impressions 

 indented on the tablets of your memory will doubtless be 

 permanent. It matters not how sceptical and unbelieving 

 some may be, place them where the giant works of the 

 Creator are visible, and how insignificant for ever after 

 must they view the puny efforts and constructions of their 

 fellow-beings, and cease to doubt that there is One above 

 omnipotent and all-powerful ! 



Fail not, on reaching the centre of the lake, to face 

 about and look for the White Mountains,* and if the day 

 is clear, ample will be your recompense, for, towering high 

 above all other competitors, they smile gloriously over the 

 landscape, softened into a dreamy reality by distance, and 

 furrowed on their summits by lines of virgin snow, reflect- 

 ing a thousand brilliant prismatic colourings. But the 

 irrevocable pace of time glides on, and pleasure flits with 

 rapid stride. Our nondescript boat now appears to head 

 direct on shore, and so we advance till, when within a few 

 yards of the rocks, the helm is put hard down, and we 

 quickly turn to the left and enter the Androscogan, up 

 whose waters a most charming vista is beheld, the drooping 

 limbs of the trees on either side playfully kissing the 

 rippling stream, and the irregularly formed rocks splitting 

 the "water, and diverting its course in tangent lines, making 



Mount Washington is six thousand feet high. 



