feet in depth, and the water as clear as crystal. A 

 mossy bank overhung it. Stooping down, with a 

 stick he carried he pushed away the brush and grass 

 which shaded the spot from the bank, and a glistening 

 object, or bright rock, at the bottom of the pool 

 attracted his attention. He went into the water and 

 down as far as it went and picked up the lost time 

 piece. It was uninjured, that is, the water had not 

 gotten into it. Great was his joy, in fact, so great 

 that he heralded the news of his good fortune and 

 rewarded those who had joined him in the search. 

 Our friend was not long in seating himself to a good 

 country supper, and he wears the gold watch of his 

 grandfather today and points to the incident of its 

 loss and finding with great interest. This story was 

 listened to with much enjoyment by my boy, who has 

 since had the pleasure of meeting Mr. Hall and view- 

 ing the watch, which for many hours ocupied a place tf 

 among the fishes. 



THE UNSUCCESSFUL HUNT. 

 My boy was so persistent that I ventured to relate 

 to his friends, who had gathered under the usual 

 shade, the experience of a fishing and hunting party 

 that had encamped opposite Cotoctan on the Potomac 

 River during the preceding autumn. It was under the 

 guidance of my personal friend, Mr. Milton, who was 

 a most generous host, and being thus renowned he 

 had endeavored to sustain that reputation by provid- 

 ing every equipment for comfort and every luxury 

 in the shape of provisions. The party numbered eight 

 congenial souls, who at home were engaged as Bankers, 

 Lawyers, Florists and Merchants. None of them were 

 masters in the use of the rod and reel, and each 



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