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capsized, and not one of the party would have 

 been able to swim to shore, clothed as we were, 

 and the boat could not have supported more 

 than one in the water. On this same Michigan 

 trip one of the party had another exciting ex- 

 perience by getting lost in the swamp. After 

 hunting the greater part of the day alone, it 

 suddenly dawned upon him that he was not 

 quite certain what direction to take for camp. 

 In order to get his bearings, he climbed to 

 the top of the largest tree, but, the country 

 being flat and swampy, he was unable to profit 

 by any observations taken from the tree-top; 

 and being more confused as to direction than 

 ever, started out aimlessly to find some famil- 

 iar landmark. When the day was drawing to 

 a close, he found himself in a great swamp on 

 the edge of a small stream. Feeling confident 

 that this stream must empty somewhere into 

 the lake, by whose side the camp was, he 

 started down along the bank, but this finally 

 became so thick with underbrush that it was 

 impossible for him to go any farther; so tak- 

 ing to the water, after swimming and wading 

 for more than a mile he arrived about dark 



