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camp was situated. Striking across a small 

 clearing, we found the path, marked by 

 blazes along the side of Mount Ingalls. 

 Chickadees were numerous, but their Hud- 

 son Bay cousins were nowhere to be seen. 

 Deer tracks were occasionally found and 

 a few red or white winged crossbills were 

 feeding in the tops of the spruces. Many 

 ice-fringed brooks came tumbling down 

 from above as we tramped along the hill- 

 side. " He sendeth the springs into the 

 valleys, which run among the hills," and 

 they seemed to be doing their best to fol- 

 low out the Scriptural teaching. 



We paused for a moment to look off 

 over the valley. The clouds had some- 

 what lifted, Mounts Moriah, Adams, and 

 Madison were visible to their summits, 

 but Mount Washington was still en- 

 veloped in cloud about half-way down its 

 sides. Just before joining a logging road, 

 we started a partridge from among the 

 fallen birch logs. Following the path up 

 the gulch, we crossed Mill Brook, and off 

 through the trees we could see where it 

 plunged over a cliff on the side of Bald 

 Cap. Reaching the lumber camp, we 

 found horse-shoeing going on. We also 



