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mishaps. We arrived at Jackson Brook, and 

 went to the house of Mr. Dudley, who is a 

 good landlord, and tries in every way to 

 make it pleasant for his guests. There, too, 

 good guides can be procured. We found a 

 nice dinner, and did full justice to it ; after 

 which Mr. Dudley provided us with a com- 

 fortable wagon, two good horses, and a 

 talkative driver. We keenly enjoyed our 

 sixteen-mile drive over a good but unfre- 

 quented road, through beautiful woods, with 

 here and there a farm-house, having a piece 

 of stove-funnel for a chimney. At Waite, 

 about six p.m., we ended our journey for 

 the night.' We were warmly welcomed by 

 the host and his daughter. Warm fires were 

 kindled, and at once we began to feel at 

 home. Supper followed. "What delicious 

 milk ! " was the cry, and all echoed it. 



Having written home, we went to bed, 

 tired travellers, to dream of camp and woods. 

 But there was no sleep, for Pluvius reigned. 



