236 THE ADIRONDACK. 



tions of coast, and timber, and islands, greets the eye. 

 Through this you also pass like one in a dream, 

 wondering why such beauty is wasted where the eye 

 of man rarely beholds it. Another narrow outlet 

 receives you, and guiding your frail canoe along the 

 rapid current, you are again swallowed up by the 

 wilderness, to be born anew in a lovelier scene. Thus 

 on, as if under a wizard's spell, you move along, 

 alternately lost in the narrow channels, and strug- 

 gling to escape the rocks on which the current would 

 drive you, then floating over a broad expanse, extend- 

 ing as far as the eye can see into the mountains 

 beyond. 



A ride through these eight lakes is an episode in a 

 man's life he can never forget. It furnishes a new 

 experience — gives rise to a new train of thoughts and 

 feelings, and opens to the dweller of our cities an 

 entirely new world. 



They vary in size from two to six miles, except 

 the fifth and eighth, which are mere ponds. Thus, for 

 more than twenty miles, you float through this prime- 

 val wilderness in a skiff that can be carried on the 

 head, and yet are not compelled to take it from the 



