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ments for a good conveyance to be ready at about 8 o'clock, 

 returned on board the steamer lo breakfast. Having pre- 

 pared the necessaries for creature comforts in the shape of 

 plenty of eatables, off we started for the Greis ; a distance 

 of sixteen miles, where is situated " Baptist's Saw Mills." 

 After a pleasant drive of about three hours — having passed 

 the St. Maurice Forges — we arrived at our destination, at 

 least so far as land carriage was concerned, where we had 

 the noble St. Maurice first brought into view. Here we 

 hunted up an Indian, and having desired him to prepare 

 his airy bark — his birch canoe, we went to the carriage to 

 get our provisions, as we felt disposed for a lunch. Alas ! 

 for the cravings of the inward man — all our provisions 

 had been left behind. " A pretty fix ! " cries one. " 'Twas 

 your fault," says another. Fortunately, our drinkables 

 had been stowed away by Mr. W. Poston, a friend who 

 had joined us. — " In clover !" so far, so good. Now, 

 let us hunt the village. We manage to get a loaf of bread 

 and some butter, and away we start. Reader ! if thou 

 hast not visited these falls, or been wafted up and down 

 this river ; I would advise you to embrace the first oppor- 

 tunity and do so ; for you will enjoy a rich treat. A more 

 magnificent sheet of water is not to be seen in any part of 

 the Province. What a splendid ground for the artificial 

 propagation of the Salmon ! Enough could be procured 

 here to supply the whole district of Three Rivers — I had 

 almost said, for the whole Province. 



From the Greis to the Fails is nearly seven miles, two- 

 thirds of which is boomed with logs of immense size ; 

 erei'ted by Government to facilitate the lumberer in his 

 arduous task of bringing down the timber from the upper 

 waters, which otherwise would float down thafalls at the 



