were glad io ]nish llic canoes ashore, Imild a fire aiul 

 warm up. Al about nine- o'clock wc landed at the 

 "Carry," hired a wagon lo "lolc" our slulT over to 

 Moosehead Lake and then wc walked the Uvo miles of 

 good road, which constitutes this famous ■' Carry." 



At the little hotel at the lake end of the "Carry " 

 we had to wait several hours for a steamboat to take us 

 to C.reenviUe. forty miles away, where the train is taken 

 for Bangor. Here I noticed a youth who looked feeble 

 and sick° as if nigh unto death. He was a farmer's boy, 

 whose home was near Hartford, Conn. On the ta.rm he 

 had read and reread stories of hunters ; of their happy 

 lives in the woods, and their ignorance of restraint. The 

 reading of Cooper's novels had so fired his imagination 

 he believed that all he had to do to be and live the life 

 of a hunter was to take into the woods with Inm a ritle 

 and a rubber blanket. This was not a theory with him 

 to dream over, but one to act upcm, and in reality that 

 was exactly what he did. He came al.me from his 

 farm, went alone into the woods and very soon stalked a 

 deer which he succeeded in killing. Then his vonthful 

 breast beat high with rapture as he saw the n<.ble .[uanv 

 lying at his feet. lUit hunger must be appeased, and he 

 was hungry, no doubt about that. He dressed the deer, 

 cut a steak, -till reeking with animal heat, built a fire, 

 toa-sted the venison on a stick and greedily ate it. Then 

 spreading his rubber blanket upon tlie ground and without 

 either blanket to cover him or sleeping bag to crawl into, 

 he laid him -lown in the frosty air and slept the sleep of 

 youth and tired-out nature. Next morning he awoke 

 with .shivering body and chattering teeth and a burning 



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