22 HILLS AND LAKES. 



gone but a short distance when I discovered, some 

 eight or ten rods in advance of us, what to me seemed 

 two balls of fire, but which in fact was the reflection 

 of our light from the staring eyeballs of an old buck 

 that had been feeding in the lake. Unmindful of the 

 admonitions of my guide, I leaned over the side of the 

 boat to get a better view of his buckship, when the 

 light fell upon my face. I have been called a good- 

 looking man, and told that my features were comely, 

 but that buck thought otherwise, for the moment he 

 saw it he bounded away, and went whistling and 

 snorting up the mountain. He had no appreciation 

 of manly beauty ! 



We passed silently on into a little bay, where the 

 same phenomenon of double lights presented itself. 

 Slowly and silently the boat glided along towards the 

 spot, when a slight deviation from our course showed 

 us a large deer gazing stupidly at our light. We ad- 

 vanced to within some forty feet of where he stood, 

 when the canoe came to a stand, and I fired. The 

 ball went through his brain, and he fell dead. We 

 were now provided with venison, and we returned to 

 our shantee. Fatigue makes rest pleasant, and we 

 slept soundly on green hemlock boughs that night. 



