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where they meet with a ready sale — for mittens made 

 here in the woods are known to be " made npon 

 honor." No bull-colored sheepskin comes from the 

 shores of Raquette Lake, nor is the stout buckskin 

 spoiled by destructive materials used to expedite the 

 tannins:. 



Since the above was written, I am informed by my 

 friend B — n that another family, composed of a man, 

 his wife, and seven children, has emigrated to Ra- 

 quette Lake. This woman — the only one now on the 

 shores of the Raquette — took, last summer, an infant 

 six months old, and a daughter fourteen years of age, 

 and started for a clearing thirty miles distant, on a 

 visit. Now carrying the boat on her head around the 

 rapids — in one place two miles on a stretch while 

 the girl lugged along the infant and oars — now stem- 

 ming the swift current, and anon floating over the bo- 

 som of a calm lake, she pursued her toilsome way — 

 accomplishing the thirty miles by night. What think 

 you of that? As Captain Cuttle would say, "she is 

 a woman as is a woman." To make a visit of 

 thirty miles through an unbroken forest, with a babe 

 six months old, and a girl only fourteen years of age, 

 and carry and row her own boat the whole distance. 



