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witticisms against those whose distorted mental 

 vision permits them to speak ravishingly of the 

 entrancing beauty of a " sea of glass." Any thing 

 seemed preferable to the monotony of such a cruise 

 a storm, a hurricane, a cyclone even, would have 

 been welcomed ; any thing but the persistent rain- 

 fall which came down just in time to drench our 

 garments though not to dampen our spirits as we 

 disembarked at New Richmond and received " e'en 

 a Hieland welcome " from H. R. MONTGOMERY, 

 Esq., to whose kindly offices we were commended 

 by those who knew how surely his hearty courtesy 

 and genial hospitality would obliterate the recollec- 

 tion of any trifling mishap which might have be- 

 fallen us by the way. Here, too, we met Mr. DIM- 

 MICK, the warden of the river, who had, in the 

 most prompt and business-like manner, responded 

 to our telegraphed request to have canoes and 

 guides in readiness upon our arrival. Not only 

 were they in readiness, but they glided out from 

 the shore at our approach, each canoe (sitting like 

 a swan upon the water) being propelled by two 

 paddlers (an Indian and a white man) who were to 

 accompany us during our three weeks' sojourn on 

 the river. Our traps and persons were speedily 

 transferred to these frail looking but wonderfully 

 buoyant craft, when we began what proved to be 

 the most delightful pilgrimage I ever made to any 

 waters. 



