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slackened, and by one o'clock ceased entirely. How 

 the rest of the night was passed beneath the drip- 

 ping trees and upon the saturated ground, I have only 

 the dimmest remembrance. All is watery and opaque ; 

 the fog settles down and obscures the scene. But I 

 suspect I tried the " wet pack " without being a con- 

 vert to hydropathy. When the morning dawned, 

 the wives begged to be taken home, convinced that 

 the charms of camping-out were greatly overrated. 

 We, who had tasted this cup before, knew they had 

 read at least a part of the legend of the wary trout 

 without knowing it. 



