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THI PRISON IN THB WOODS. THE CHAZT TSOTTT PISHIHO. 

 HUNTING BY TORCHLIGHT 



I ARRIVED at Dannemora on the 26th of June. 

 My old friend seized upon my baggage and sent it to 

 his house, and then gave me my choice to follow it or 

 quarrel with him. "We had been friends too long to 

 quarrel, so I followed my trunk, and made my head- 

 quarters with him. To those who know him, nothing 

 need be said of his kindness and hospitality, his quiet 

 and gentlemanly deportment, his manly sincerity and 

 firmness of character. To those who do not know 

 him, it needs only be said, "he is every inch a man." 

 Some five miles from Dannemora, in the woods, lays 

 Chazy Lake, on the banks of which is a shantee 

 erected for the benefit of the fishermen that visit it. 

 The way to this lake lays along a path through 



