256 THe Aroostook Woops. 

himself speaks to us here, in language that needs not the 
loud and long crash and clang of big, brassy bells to gain our 
attention.” 
‘¢ Mr. Crew, I rather like the belles; its rather lighter.” 
‘¢ What, the belles?” 
‘No; we are getting out of the shadows. See! yonder is 
the old rolling tier, and don’t you remember the nice brook?” 
‘¢ Surely sure! all sereno; let’s camp.” 
‘¢ Correct; it’s high time we were about it.” 
And we take a broad sweep around, near to the opposite 
side of the stream, so as not to disturb the trout, cross and 
land just above the brook and trout pool, upon the grassy 
camping ground. Lifting the canoe a little on shore, side on, 
we commence, with a ‘‘ hurry up boys,” on the camping for 
the night. Firearms are taken out and placed to be both safe 
and handy. Next the tent, which is soon in position. The 
canoe is then unloaded and turned bottom up upon two 
logs, in such a manner as to keep its proper shape, and its 
contents placed part in the tent, the balance safely housed 
beneath the canoe. Seeing driftwood in abundance, lying 
handy on the shore, with our favorite fir boughs close by for 
the fragrant spring bed, the worthy captain takes his fly rod 
and is soon whipping the pool for our supper. High! a rise 
at the first cast. The wood collected, bough bed completed, 
sleeping bags spread out upon it, lantern hanging in place in 
the tent, we touch off a Portland star match and our fire is 
quickly burning just in front. Camping in some spots would 
use up much time compared with this; but with everything 
handy, your coat off, jolly hungry, sun about down, you can 
accomplish it in almost the time that one can write out the 
modus operand?. Straightening up to take a good long 
