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that no harm befell his companions ; but in making 

 the detour he failed to share in the most exciting 

 incident of the excursion. I have often passed the 

 famous rapids of the St. Lawrence. That is an 

 incident to be remembered and talked about for a 

 life-time. But that passage is monotonous com- 

 pared with shooting the rapids of Indian Falls in 

 a bark canoe. 



The river between the Falls and the Forks 

 nine miles is comparatively still water, the cur- 

 rent not averaging more than five or six miles an 

 hour. The sail is delightful, and we enjoyed it to 

 the full, reaching our destination just at night- 

 fall. But it was midnight before any one was 

 disposed to withdraw himself from the camp-fire, 

 whose ruddy glow gave piquancy and breadth to 

 the ceaseless flow of wit and wisdom which found 

 ready utterance during these always pleasant even- 

 ing hours on the banks of the " fair Cascapedia," 

 the melody of whose singing waters never failed 

 to quickly woo us to refreshing slumbers. 



