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through these mountain gorges, the tourist will pause to 

 make a record of their loveliness. 



Four or five miles down the lake, is a beautiful bay, 

 stretching for near half a mile around a high promontory, 

 almost reaching another bay winding around a like pro- 

 montory beyond, leaving a peninsula of five hundred acres 

 joined to the mam land, by a narrow neck of some forty 

 rods in width. Our first sport among the deer was to be 

 the "driving" of this peninsula. We stationed ourselves on 

 the narrow isthmus within a few rods of each other, while a 

 boatman went round to the opposite side to lay on the dogs. 

 We had been at our posts perhaps half an hour, when we 

 heard the measured bounds of a deer, as he came crashing 

 through the forest. We could see his white flag waving 

 above the undergrowth, as he came bounding towards us. 

 Neither Smith nor Spalding had ever seen a deer in his 

 native woods, and they were, by a previous arrangement, to 

 have the first shot, if circumstances should permit it. The 

 noble animal came dashing proudly on his way, as if in 

 contempt of the danger he was leaving behind him. Of the 

 greater danger into which he was rushing, he was entirely 

 unconscious, until the crack of Smith's rifle broke upon his 

 astonished ear. He was unharmed, however, and quick as 

 thought he wheeled and plunged back in the direction from 

 which he came ; Spalding's rifle, as it echoed through the 

 forest, with the whistling of the ball in close proximity to 

 his head, added energy to his flight. 



The rules were scarcely reloaded when the deep baying of 



