HE CAPTAIN AND CREW. 
T is many years since, and at first thought, it would not seem 
| that half of them had passed and gone, with their many clear, 
bright, sunny, autumn days, when with dog and gun we 
tramped the hills and ridges, and visited the beech nut groves, 
often returning late and through the shadows, but with many 
a ruffled grouse. And later when the snowy winter came, we 
tracked the wary buck so untiringly over his many wanderings 
with scarcely a thought of weariness. Should you, my com- 
panion of many rambles through the forest, and over the 
waters, chance to read this description of one of our many ex- 
cursions, your memory will serve you as mine does, that 
although the time passed too quickly, yet we enjoyed every 
moment of it. Now at the first, I call to mind a few remarks 
you made to the little gray as she was gaily trotting, when com- 
ing home with us from those upper lakes which we had been 
visiting, she seeming as brimful of joyousness as ourselves, sit- 
ting behind her, as we were swiftly rolling down the old soldier 
road that lovely day in the late Indian summer, when the 
little gray was actually covering a good ten miles an hour, com- 
ing down the long grades on that lovely old road. The old 
