184 HILLS AND LAKES. 



Further towards the west, is a large island, con 

 taining perhaps a hundred acres, and there are some 

 four or five others of equal size, as you approach the 

 head of the lake. We gave Shack a turn on each of 

 them with a deer, and he seemed to enjoy the sport 

 quite as much as we did. He appeared to understand, 

 from the time we landed on the first island in the 

 Saranac, what was expected of him, for, though he 

 never for a moment left us without orders, yet we 

 would not be five minutes landed, before his uneasi- 

 ness told us, as plainly as words could have done, that 

 he was ready, and wanted to take a turn or two round 

 the island with a deer. Some three miles from the 

 head of the lake is one of the most beautiful bays of 

 some fifty acres, that can be imagined. The entrance 

 to it, is only a few rods in width, and you would sup- 

 pose, viewing it at a short distance from the shore, 

 that it was merely an indentation in the banks, so 

 quietly does it steal around and behind the bluff point 

 that stretches out into the lake. But on rounding 

 this point, you find an exquisite little lake, walled in 

 by low precipices, from which the spruce and birch 

 trees shoot upwards towards the sky, and along the 

 base of which, are piled fragments of rocks that have 



