tortuous course between rough hewn granite walls, its 

 sharp under water rocks and shallows alternating 

 with sudden pools of uncanny depths, is second only to 

 Saganaga itself in picturesque beauty. Twice it 

 seemed as though the channel was completely blocked 

 till a well concealed cleft in the rock revealed the way 

 out. 



We had selected a fine sand beach in Gneiss Bay for 

 our one night's home, but upon closer inspection the 

 swamps and the rocky hogback behind it seemed un- 

 inviting. The sand of the beach was fairly churned 

 up by the tramp of deer and moose. We left the wo- 

 men and children there for a swim while we hunted 

 a better camp site. The only thing available seemed 

 to be an island of solid rock about a quarter of a mile 

 opposite the beach. 



We scrambled up the slippery rock with some mis- 

 giving, but found the top of it padded six inches deep 

 with reindeer moss. Heavy stones had to take the 

 place of tent pegs, but it was the most comfortable bed 

 we had on the whole trip. Pat woke us up in the 

 morning with a silent shake instead of his usual cheer- 

 ful song, and pointed to the beach opposite. There 

 we lay on our reindeer beds and watched a big moose 

 parade majestically along the beach. He took his own 

 time about it and did not seem worried, but he must 

 have suspected that some one had been tampering witli 

 his beach for he suddenly turned into the brush and 

 disappeared over the hogback. 



All that day we labored on up the Granite River, 



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