CHAPTER V. 



A FRIGHTENED ANIMAL TROLLING FOR TROUT THE BOAT- 



MAN'S STORY. 



WE sat in front of onr tents, enjoying the delightful 

 breeze that swept quietly over the lake, and watching the 

 stars as they stole out from the depths. The whippoorwill 

 piped away in the old forests, and the frogs bellowed like 

 ten thousand buffaloes along the shore. The roar of their 

 hoarse voices went rolling over the lake, through the old 

 woods, and surging up against the mountains to be thrown 

 back by the echoes that dwell among the hills. We had 

 knocked the ashes from our pipes, and were about retiring 

 to our tents for the night, when a long wake in the water 

 across the line of the moon's reflection, attracted our atten- 

 tion. It was evidently made by some animal swimming, 

 and the Doctor and Martin started in pursuit. It proved 

 to be a deer which was apparently making its way to an 

 island, midway across the lake. They had no desire to 

 slaughter it, and they concluded to drive it ashore where 



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