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law, and we became partakers of his crime by eat- 

 ing broiled partridge for supper. From this point 

 we made excursions to Lake Nepigon, and found 

 that the half had not been told us as to the beauties 

 of this inland sea. Bold, rocky shores, clear, blue 

 reaches of water, islands small and great, unbroken 

 wilderness all about, with the August sun smiling 

 down upon this unsullied work of God. A fairer 

 picture man never saw. 



From Camp Victoria we visited Virgin Falls, 

 where, just after the river leaves the lake, the 

 water, pressed in between walls of rock, has a sheer 

 fall of some twenty feet. And what noble fish we 

 took at this camp! Great lusty fellows, lying in 

 swift running water, and with every muscle 

 seasoned and wiry! Poems in gold and brown 

 they were. The rougher the water the larger and 

 gamier the fish. It was here that the Doctor had 

 had an attack of sea-sickness. They were out in 

 the rapids, anchored, and the canoe was dancing 

 about in the current, when the Doctor suddenly 

 lost all interest in everything above his head, and 

 fastened his gaze upon the bottom of the river. 

 He heaved well, call it a sigh; now draw the veil. 



Our camp was upon the solid rock, but when the 

 thunder-storm was abroad in the land, that rock 

 shook and trembled. We shall not soon forget 

 that, night of storm when our tent seemed a target 

 for the lightning. In the morning we found two 

 great pines rent and shivered by the electric bolts. 



