XXIV. 



A "WILD CAT. LONG NEAK:. ROUND LAKE. THE LOWES SARAJSTAO 

 A FIGHT BETWEEN A PANTHER AND A BEAB 



WE returned to the foot of the lake, and towards 

 evening we bade adieu with regret to this most beauti- 

 ful of all the sheets of water in this broad wilderness. 

 We left it as we found it, sleeping alone in the old 

 primeval forests, full of the belief that it would one 

 day be the resort of the thousand tourists or pleasure- 

 seekers, that fly from the hot atmosphere of the cities, 

 to find quiet and repose in the country. We entered 

 the Eacket again, and rowed quietly down some five 

 miles to Long Neak, a quiet little lake, beautiful but 

 differing entirely in its characteristics from Tupper's 

 Lake. Some half a mile below Tupper's Lake, the 

 river runs square against a solid wall of rocks, some 

 seventy feet in height, and extending near a quarter 



