None of these cats have been seen for 

 more than a generation. 



Neither Bige nor I are acquainted with 

 any animal capable of making the par- 

 ticular kind of noise we heard that night 

 at Muskrat City. Our suggestion is, that 

 possibly the wild-cats have come back. 



One winter an unusual number of snow 

 storms occurred, following each other in 

 rapid succession until there was an accu- 

 mulation of snow over five feet deep 

 throughout the forest and on the roof of 

 our camp at Muskrat City. This was 

 followed by rain and freezing weather, 

 turning the snow into ice. The great 

 weight of ice and snow proved too heavy 

 for the roof and it was broken down. 

 In the following spring a large maple 

 tree fell across the camp and crushed it 

 into a tangled, shapeless wreck. Our log 

 camp at Muskrat City has disappeared, 

 but as a memory it shall remain forever ! 



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