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WHERE TIJE SPORTSMAN LOVES "rO LINGER. 



Six o'clock foiuid US on the lica;! waters of Cliesuiicook 

 Lake. As tlie davli^^lit that was left before the settiiii;' of 

 the sun Avoukl be needed to prepare for eanip, and as just 

 below riue Sti-eaiii i'alls was a beaulil'ul caiii}»iiiu i^i-ound, 

 the canoes ^^(M•e Iieaih'd for Hie slioi-c, s;)n:i unb)aded 



Lobster Lake. 



and their contents cai-ried onto the hij^li l»ank, the canoes 

 thenis(dves beinii; turned upside down a short distance from 

 the water. A dense jungle was on three sides of us. Poetry 

 and ])rose have vied with each other in deijicting the pleas- 

 ures of canipiuiLi out. Friends have gone into ecstasies 

 over it, but we a})])roached the moment more Avith dread 

 tlian i)leasure. Tlie small heap that lay befoi-e us that was 

 to protect our inner and outer man seemed entii-ely inade- 



