172 FLY-FISHING IN MAINE LAKES. 



The parody has very well described the situation. 

 Though the appearance of the camp was rather a 

 disheartening one, there was scarcely any damage 



done. Mrs. S had shown herself fully equal to 



the emergency; alone and unaided had brought 

 order out of chaos, had sheltered every thing perish- 

 able from the rain, and we found her as calm and 

 collected as though nought but sunshine had crossed 

 her path during our absence. 



The disaster entailed but one loss : our ther- 

 mometer was fastened to one of the tent-poles, and 

 both went down together ; the latter to rise again 

 like a famous insurance emblem, the former to do 

 so no more, though Arabia's sun should shine upon 

 it. 



Joe, having determined in his mind that the 

 tents would go down, was now as fully determined 

 that they should as quickly go up. It was not long, 

 therefore, before we had the satisfaction of seeing 

 our camp restored, par excellence, hitherto un- 

 equalled. 



We had brought with us some Chinese lanterns 

 and fire-balloons, with which to astonish the natives ; 

 and we decided to celebrate our rebuilded city by 

 a grand ascension in the evening. 



It was highly successful, doubly so in itself and 

 its effect upon Joseph. It is rarely that the stoical 



