IV 

 IN THE NORTH WOODS 



TOP a minute !*" 



It was the frightful jolt as one 

 of the wheels of the wagon struck 

 a high boulder and then went down 

 to the hub in a mud-hole that 

 called forth this plaintive request. 

 "I'll get out and walk!" 



The cry came from one, but we made it unani- 

 mous with great alacrity. We were making our 

 way in a lumber wagon from the railway station 

 to Otter Lake. The driver said it was only ten 

 miles to our destination, and for the first hour we 

 were comparatively hilarious; then we struck the 

 woods and trouble began. It was growing dark, 

 and stumps and stones and sink-holes could not be 

 seen and so were taken as they came. The wagon 

 rose upon some obstruction to come down with a 

 jar that seemed to loosen every joint in the body. 



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