CHAPTER XXII. 



A BEAUTIFUL FLOWER A NEW LAKE A MOOSE HIS CAPTURE 



A SUMPTUOUS DINNER. 



WE started the next morning on an exploring voyage 

 up the right-hand stream, which enters this beautiful lake 

 some half a mile west of the one we had looked into the 

 day before. On either hand, as we passed along the narrow 

 channel, was a natural meadow, covered with a luxuriant 

 growth of rank grass and weeds, conspicuous among which 

 was a beautiful flower, the like of which I have never seen 

 anywhere else. I am no botanist, and therefore cannot 

 describe it in the language of the florist, so that the learned 

 in that beautiful science might classify it. It resembles 

 somewhat the wild lily in shape, growing upon a tall, 

 strong stem, almost like the stem of the flag. The flower 

 itself is double, and its deep crimson the deepest almost of 

 any flower I have ever seen shone conspicuously, as it 

 waved gracefully in the breeze above the surrounding vege- 

 tation. It has one defect, however; it is without fragrance, 



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