PENOBSCOT RIVER; LOADING CANOFS FOH A TRIP INTO THE rt .Li^t r,i-.cs>. 



Luxurious air cushions sui^i'orted " my lady's "" l)ack, and 

 tbrnied a rest for her feet. An oriental robf, tinted with 

 all the hues of the rainbow, was gracefully thrown around 

 her daint\- lini1)S, niin,i;lin,u its colors with those of the 

 aulunui lca\-cs which were strun^L; in .garlands about the 

 bow of the boat. A prctt\- scene indeed, but yet imperfect. 

 It needed a dusky Indian maiden, with no cUjthes on, to 

 speak of, wa\'in^ a ])eacock fan. Tlu-n the picture nii^ht 

 pass, on a pinch, for that of the jirond Cleopatra as she 

 sailed up the Cydnns to tickle the fancy and catch the 

 heart of her love-sick .\ntony. 



Precisely at two o'clock Tuesday, the fittecntli, we 

 paddled awa\- from Northeast Carry. W'c had a glorious 

 run t(j the ' 'half-way house." ( ten miles down i. Theri\-er 

 was bewitchingly beavuiful. The first frosts had delicately 

 colored the leaves of the maple and beech, while the 

 great waving masses of ferns that tVinge the ri\er's edge 



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