DAYS ON THE NEPIGON. 



Danger has charms for youth, though oft 

 times the youngster hastens into peril in a 

 spirit of bravado. Caution with him is purely 

 imaginary. But when a fellow is well down 

 the western slope, commencing to frost about 

 the temples, and dreads the sensation of cold 

 water tickling his toes, he had better have a 

 canoe, or fish from the bank and hang on; 

 for when a man attempts wading here, he is 

 taking a post-graduate course in indiscretion 

 and will pass his examinations A+, for there 

 are submerged rocks that would most assur- 

 edly cause saint or sinner to stumble and stay 

 stumbled. They are no respecter of persons. 



Fortune favoring, we were not long in 

 catching supper and breakfast, and a tooth- 

 some pair for the game wardens, who made 

 their appearance to vise licenses soon after 

 camp was put in order. The wardens are 

 not supposed to do any angling; in fact, we 

 never saw them doing any, but they most as- 

 suredly carry trout appetites, and a speckled 

 or two are welcome with an appetizer as a 

 counter-irritant. Night was drawing near 

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