Ten Thousand Lakes Association all the luck in the 

 world in preserving them and making them known to 

 the people. 



ON THE TRAIL OF JIM GESEEK 



ON THE BOUNDARY WATERS 



TO be sure we had not made very fast time, but we 

 had been on the "road" three days traveling stead- 

 ily away from the little village of Grand Marais, which 

 was itself rather a far outpost of civilization, and we 

 felt that we had a pretty good start toward the wil- 

 derness. It was rather discouraging to be awakened 

 in the morning by a mill whistle. But there she was 

 and a little column of smoke away down at the east 

 end of the lake showed the location of the beast. More- 

 over, that was not the only profanation; there was a 

 railroad connecting that mill with Port Arthur and 

 the train was due about noon. 



Of course we could have ignored the whole business, 

 turned our backs on these rudimentary organs of civ- 

 ilization and ducked into the clean wilderness, but it 

 seemed a childish thing to do. There are conventions 

 to be observed even in the wildest wilderness and the 

 outstanding one in this particular section is that every- 

 one within a twenty mile radius should meet that pre- 

 cious train. It happened to be train day so we con- 

 formed. 



AVe did not regret it, even though it meant a six 

 mile paddle in the rain. There they were, more people 



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