ADVENTURES OF A DEER HUNTER IN 



MAINE. 



Escaped with the skin of my teeth. 



—Job XIX. 30. 



OV ;ill the thin-s in this world which are not pic- 

 luivstiue the 1)rcakini; of camp after a long season 

 >pc-nt in the woods of Maine conies close to heing at 

 the top. We had spent many long and exciting days in 

 the wilds of Maine, and camp was broken at six in the 

 nu.rtdng. The camp had been on a high ledge, over- 

 looking a circnlar sheet of water, known as Moose Pond, 

 and flanked by bogs on two sides, a cove at one side and 

 the outlet into it from a small lake above. It was a 

 dismal dav, and the three -uides looked glnm when we 

 started to make onr way ont of the pond thn.ngh the 

 cove into the lake beyond. The win.l bkw directly in 

 onr faces, and the gnides seemed to be afraid of ever>'- 

 thin-. I'irst they were afraid they could not get the 

 cano'^es around the point, then afraid ihey would have to 

 camp on the shore of the cove, -in fact there was nothing 

 they were not afraid of. bnutlly. my son and I told them 

 that if thev would onlv i-ul us on the other side of the 

 cove we would lighten the caiioes by walking the three 

 miles across the point and through the woods. 



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