108 HILLS AND LAKES. 



abounded in trout large ones in the deep water, and 

 the smaller speckled trout, near the shore. The deer, 

 too, from the paths leading into the forest, seemed to 

 be plenty, and at sundown I shot a small one, as he 

 was feeding on the water-lilies near the shore. 



In the morning, we passed on to a pond or lake, 

 six or seven miles distant, and near the centre of the 

 township. This lake is some three miles in length, 

 and varying from half a mile to a mile in width. It 

 bore the same general aspect as the other, surrounded 

 by old primeval forests, overlooked on one side by 

 high hills, and skirted on the other by a valley that 

 stretched away to the east, through which flowed a 

 noisy brook, literally swarming with small speckled 

 trout. We dined on sea-biscuit and broiled trout, on 

 the banks of this pond, and then struck for St. Eegis 

 Lake, some six miles distant, and on the other side 

 from us a range of high hills. It was a warm day, 

 and that six miles was toilsome enough. They cost 

 us much labor, and not a little perspiration, but by 

 six o'clock we descended the hills, where at their base, 

 in the deep shadows of the mountains, lay the lake, 

 calm and still, and transparent as a mirror. It was a 

 welcome sight to our eyes, that beautiful lake, sleep- 



