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After this comes long rainy days and nights, raising the 
lake and streams to a very high stage of water. 
Then on a fine breezy morning, feeling confident of the 
nice weather again coming on, and taking into consideration 
the high run of water so favorable for slipping down the long 
rocky river, the rather low ebb of some, if not many, of our 
little luxuries, to say nothing of the ebbing to the last ebb of 
such little condiments as give a-fine relish to venison, we 
began to talk of moving for the States (as the lumbermen say 
when about to leave the forest for home,) and now speaks the 
worthy Commodore. 
‘¢Well, now, what’s been the trouble with this, anyway, 
for a very high, wild and lively, gay and jolly, happy cruise? 
let’s pack and run down to the carry today.” 
cl s'ay; vate” 
An hour later everything is picked up, packed, wrapped, 
tied and covered, and the miscellaneous heap lying upon the 
shore is then placed snugly in the canoe. After turning and 
looking over our camping ground which had seemed like a 
home to us, a tinge of sadness was felt at leaving the spot we 
had so much enjoyed, with the pleasant days, and so com- 
fortably rested at night upon the fragrant fir boughs. We 
step into the bark and push away with feelings a little mixed, 
perhaps, reminding us much of the Indian, who on being asked 
if he was real happy, now that he was married, when he 
replid: ‘¢I dunno! guess so, may be; sometime I velly glad, 
but more time, velly, velly sorry.” 
Out upon the lake we find a fine southerly breeze, and in 
our favor; the day is truly fine, and as we once more look 
down ahead over the waters, we say that they are pretty again 
to-day. And truly, are they not mostly always pretty? Even 
