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springs of that majestic river, and can almost trace even the 

 attenuated rills to their junction, and we can see, too, in the 

 blue mountains, the dividing ridge between its waters and 

 the clear, gelid flood of the St. Lawrence ! 



A glorious perch, is it not ? 



First: six miles N. W. we can see Jessup's River. This 

 is the nearest stream abounding with speckled trout, and 

 where sport at this season is sure to be abundant. To "the 

 Bridge" and to "the Indian Clearing" everybody must go 

 first "to feel the joy that anglers feel." 



This last place has been rendered immortal by the extra- 

 Drdinary feat of our friend Porter, of the jSpirit of the 

 Times. We do not venture to give the number of pounds 

 within a given time— he is "tall" enough and his shoulders 

 are broad enough to bear the responsibility— but we can 

 bear witness, from our high and responsible position, in the 

 presence of all these solemn-looking hills and lakes, that 

 GUI' "experience" at the Indian Clearing entirely bears him 

 out in the assertion of prodigies to be wrought there. 



Then comes Whittaker Lake— thereby hangs a tale ! Then 

 comes the two Dug Mountain Lakes and Mason Lake— these 

 are all small. 



Now comes Louis Lake— the next most famous to Piseco, 

 and affording now better fishing and hunting. It is twelve 

 miles from the Speclater, and is the favorite resort of 

 those who come for a short stay and ready sport. This is 

 one of the most beautiful of the lakes— its outlet forms a 

 junction with Jessup's River in a few miles, and is thence 

 called Indian River to its junction with the east branch of 

 the Hudson. 



But I have not space for more particular enumeration. I 

 must pass to the curious Trinity of the Cedar Lakes, which 

 empty, too, into the Hudson by Moose River— better fishing 

 even than the Jessup's River— and here we are at Racquett's 

 Lake, which is in this direction almost the ultima thule and 



