Down THE MATTAWAMKEAG. 

Listen !— Coming to join are other waters, 
Both are calling, both together 
Around the narrow point of alders 
Soon embracing each the other. 
Leave behind the pleasing wildwood, 
All is tame around them here ; 
Just before them bridge and stage road, 
Cow bells tinkling by the mere. 
Civilization thus approaching 
Breaks the charm of forest roving ; 
When sheep instead of deer are feeding, 
Hie they quickly by the clearing. 
Paddling by the pretty village 
Nestling in the sunny valley, 
Salute the prude upon the bridge, 
Now again their spirits rally. 
For below them plainly showing 
They see the forest once again ; 
In the sunshine mellow, glowing, 
Dip the paddles, steady strain. 
Welcome, wild and pretty forest, 
Once again they greet thee cheerily, 
All so fully filled with interest 
Well they love thy pleasing harmony. 
Now floating down the long, still water, 
Close to shore, they hear the streamlet, 
And with its song a maiden’s laughter, 
Low and rippling as the brooklet. 
aT 

