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swim over to the islands, striking in well up stream, 

 and swimming diagonally across. At one point some 

 cattle had crossed the river, and evidently got into 

 mischief, for a large dog rushed them down the bank 

 into the current, and worried them all the way over, 

 part of the time swimming and part of the time leap- 

 ing very high, as a dog will in deep snow, coming down 

 with a great splash. The cattle were shrouded with 

 spray as they ran, and altogether it was a novel pic- 

 ture. 



My voyage ended that forenoon at Hancock, and 

 was crowned by a few idyllic days with some friends 

 in their cottage in the woods by Lake Oquaga, a body 

 of crystal water on the hills near Deposit, and a haven 

 as peaceful and perfect as voyager ever came to port 

 in. 



