o26 THE ADIRONDACK. 



we came in sight of Bartlett's Clearing. It was a cold, 

 chilly night, and our host soon had a roaring fire in the 

 stove, and by the time we got rested, a supper of fried 

 trout and broiled venison steaks was ready for us. 



The morning dawned brightly, and for the first time 

 our expedition began to wear a cheerful aspect. As I 

 strolled out of doors before breakfast, I was surprised to 

 see a multitude of dogs, and of " every degree." Some 

 twenty hounds were either loose or in the leash. Some 

 of these were beautiful creatures, being white as snow. 

 They were too large to be pure-blooded, but this is no 

 objection : the pure imported breed, though staunch, 

 are too slow for our rugged cover. Before one of them 

 our deer are in no haste to get to water. They can 

 feed half the time, and yet keep out of harm's way. 



Yours truly. 



