28 WHERE TITE SPORTS:\rAX LOVES TO LINGER. 



Tlie artist lias his iiiaster])ie(o, tlie autlior iiis favorite 

 production, and if one sliould ask tli(^ Cremator of the inland 

 waters of tlie State of :\[aine His ideal, the answer no doubt 

 would be Lobster Lake. 



rominf]^ back throuj^h Lobster outlet we noticed the work 

 of the l)eavers. The stream was lined with their favorite 

 food, tlie poplar. Their work is almost human. Tt is won- 

 derful wliat larae trees they p:naw tln'ou^li, selectinii' those 

 that lean towards the water and will fall therein. AV(^ no- 

 ticed one tree ])artiall\' gnawed throuuh. Wo sto]iped and 

 examined it. The Avork sinewed that it had been done Aveeks 

 before. The Indians said, ''Tree no fall into the water." 

 What knowledii'e Avas thei-e ! Tlu^ beaver, as is often the 

 case with the woodchop])er, saw that his time would be 

 wasted. After the trees are fallen th(^ beaver ""naws off 

 the limbs, sinks them to the bottom, and in the winter time, 

 when the stream is frozen ov(M', ^Fr. Beaver enjoys his daily 

 meal of the, to them, luscious bark of the ])o])la]'. lie secMiis 

 to know the rainy day will come, and provides for it, 

 tlier(^by showing more sense than nuiny a two-legged 

 animal. 



Just before we came to Moosehorn, a stream that emp- 

 ties into the West Branch from the south, we saw our first 

 moose. lie Avas fin^ding on his favorite food, the roots of 

 the lily pad. He paid but little attention to us. II(^ was 

 standing in the water, belly deep, Avitli head stibmerged 

 half the time in search of his favorite dish. As there Avas 

 a spring near the mouth of the Moosehorn, and as the noon 

 hour had passed, lunch suggested itself. The canoes were 

 headed for the bank, a fire soon started, and, Avith the 

 Kineo Indian as head chef, the first meal on our long trip 

 Avas soon l)efore us. 



From Xorth.east Carrv to ]\roosehorn the West Branch 



