and the Maritime Provhices. 



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"It is growing late," said the Judge, "and I, for one, begin to feel 

 sleepy. What do you say, gentlemen, shall we retire " ? 



" I 'm willing," replied the Doctor ; " I think I can go to sleep very 

 quickly, too." 



I stepped outside the tent, as usual, to see that everything was right 

 for the night. The fire had burned out, and but a faint haze was ascend- 

 ing from the smoker. It was a lovely night ; the moon was shining brightly, 

 and the stars gemmed the entire canopy. A slight fog hung over the 

 surface of the lake, which shut out a view of the forest on the other side, 

 but I knew that this did not presage a storm. I regaled myself with a 

 short smoke, and then returning to the tent, soon joined my companions in 

 sleep. 



Photo, by R. O. Harding. 



Four Good Candidates for the Smoker. 



