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Pond CaiTv, v/hicli is two miles ](m*x, crosses tlie vertebrje 

 of the Htate of ^Maine. It is on the watershed. It was 

 rainino- when we crossed it, and stopping for a moment on 

 its apex, Ave saw tlie rain drops elioos(^ their conrse, biildimi: 

 each other liood-bye, some to follow the Allagash and 



Chesuncook Lake. 



the St. John, otliers the West Branch and the main 

 Penobscot, to meet, perchance, ai^ain among the "sad sea 

 waves." 



On the shore of :\[nd Pond we ate our noondav meal. 

 ]\[nd Pond is an nninviting body of water — that is, to man, 

 but not to the ungainly moose. It is shallow and abounds 

 with lily pads, in consequence of which it is surrounded 

 by a great moose country. From our noonday camp we 

 counted nine moose, some far from the shore, with their 



