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away in the distant forest, I was truly an -object 

 worthy of pity. 



While feeling bewildered at the magnitude of my 

 misfortunes, I had the satisfaction to see my comrade 

 land a couple of hundred yards beneath me, and for- 

 tunately on the same side as myself, with the canoe 

 still in his grasp. Soon after I joined him. Glum he 

 certainly looked, for his poking old single-barrel had 

 dropped from his hand in the excitement of the 

 moment. Well, if its barrel forms a safe lurking 

 place for young salmonidce, it is being put to a use 

 more suited to its appearance and deserts than ever 

 it was before. 



Could the most unfeeling man have looked down 

 upon us two poor wayfarers at the moment of our 

 reunion, compassion must have found its way into 

 his heart. 



My narrative is finished. Two days afterwards 

 we overtook the party in front of us ; in their society 

 in due course of time we reached Pembina, from 

 there St. Joseph's, and afterwards St. Louis, where, 

 at the Southern Hotel, I succeeded in making the 

 f old man ' jolly, but not until he had imbibed several 

 glasses of whisky-punch, after a dinner, the like of 

 which for fixings, he said, he had never seen before. 



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