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out ere long, at some lake which, he would recognize, 

 or if not, he would arrive at last, at some settlement, 

 The way might be longer or shorter, according to cir- 

 cumstances, but he would find no lack of food, always 

 supposing that he carried a rifle, and was in possession 

 of a hook and line. 



We followed the course of a stream, which formed 

 the inlet to Meacham's Lake, for some five or six 

 miles, until we struck a township line of marked 

 trees, and then, diverging from our course for near a 

 mile, came to a neat little lake, covering, perhaps, two 

 or three hundred acres. Here we bivouacked for the 

 remainder of the day and night. Having erected our 

 shantee, we lay down to rest. In an hour we were 

 up again, refreshed, and ready for such amusement as 

 the water and woods afforded. Our stock of pro- 

 visions had become reduced to very simple fare. Sea 

 biscuit, pepper, salt, and a little tea, constituted our 

 whole supply. But these, with venison and trout, 

 and such appetites as a man finds in the woods, an- 

 swers the purpose of more delicate food to a dainty 

 taste. We constructed a catamaran of poles, and 

 during the afternoon, coasted, and crossed the lake. 

 We found, that like the others we had visited, it 



