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FOREST AND STREAM. 
(sixty-one miles from the mouth), above which for more 
than thirty miles, to the lakes, no profane hand has 
invaded the sacred forest shores. 
Many things, however, to become useful must become 
unlovely ; and the intervals covered by elms and maples 
had to yield their honors, and the very green sward be 
blackened by tire before the ground would yield suste¬ 
nance for civilized man. As our Indians slowly poled our 
canoes amoug a group of islands situated abouttwo miles 
below Nictaux, one of our canoes taking one side of an 
island, the other taking the other channel, we suddenly 
saw a great bear start from the island, and swim for the 
shove. Some of ns stood up in tire canoe and. shouted at 
him, as he swam for dear life. 
A minute or two brought him to the shore, and he 
passed away from us, “silent as the night,” into the 
tangled mazes of the boundless forest, happy, no doubt, 
to escape with a whole skin, We had a gun, but it was 
not loaded. Had it been loaded we would not have shot 
Bruin. His terror at our appearance afforded us much 
more amusement than his dying struggles would have 
done ; besides, the weather was warm, and his liide of no 
value. 
Nictaux, which we soon reached, is one of those places 
which are hard to describe. There were surrounding the 
deep, silent pool, where three large rivers mingle their 
streams, many noble elms which extended their bougliB 
over its dark water, mirroring themselves in it. Fifty 
acres of meadow surrounded the southern side. This is 
intersected by deep, silent pools, called by the voyageur 
“ Perdu." 'Behind these flats rose in the’distance many 
wooded hills. 
At Nictaux our two Indians, when night came on, took 
their flambeaux and spears, and soon captured three fine 
salmon and a number of white fish. In the morning we 
determined to ascend the left hand branch, called Little 
Tobique, whioli is a large stream, with many deep holes, 
which abound in trout and white fish. It is very crooked, 
often passing fora mile at a time through alder flats. The 
ascent became slow and tedious. 
The air was cold when we stopped for the night. A 
squall set in, and we got a wetting while making our tent 
ready. The wind blew furiously, so that we lay down 
miserably cold, covered by a single tliiu blanket. Tho 
India ns, who, for some reason or other, would not stop 
in the tent, lay outside under a small shelter of boughs. 
Under these circumstances we were astir early in the 
morning, and found our canoes covered with ice. From 
our last camping ground it took us two days to reach 
Nictaux Lake. The brook for a great part of tho dis¬ 
tance was bounded by bigli hills, and became more rapid 
in its course. As we were poling up a very quick reach 
in the stream Peter Bobs seemed to have been sud¬ 
denly attacked with frenzy. He .allowed the canoe to 
run clown stream backwards, and made furious darts at 
the bottom with his pole, 
The mystery was solved on my catching a momentary 
glimpse of a heaver's tail. The animal, however, man¬ 
aged to crawl into a hole in the bank, and we lost sight 
of him. 
Tho Indians sometimes spear these animals with a 
heaver spear, but they are uncommonly quick in their 
movements. Below the lake we passed through a stretch 
of dead water, which gradually widened as we approached 
the outlet, which was wide and shallow, the lake is 
about four miles long and is surrounded by very high 
lands, the highest of which, Nictaux Mountain, stands 
near the head; towering up majestically from the lake, 
whose angry waters have washed its base for countless 
centuries. On entering the lake we were met by a fresh 
breeze from the west, which .wafted our frail harks to 
the shores of a little island about one-eighth of an acre 
in extent. There we landed. There were on it two or 
three stunted spruces and a few cranberry vines. It was 
but a rock projecting up in tho centre of the lake, its 
sides being nearly perpendicular. The day was remark¬ 
ably pleasant, and we ( bought of camping on the island, 
but entertained doubts as to the stability of the fine 
weather. So after catching a few trout and a good many 
eels we started for the head of tho lake, where we founil 
a large spring brook running from anotiier lake, which 
wa6 distant but a little. We tried the trout here, and 
found them very abundant, soon getting all we wanted 
—among them one which would weigh probably five 
pounds. We pitched our tent at the head of the lake, 
-among a grove of very large poplars, close to the Indian 
Portage, which leads to tlie Nepisigent lakes, two miles 
distant, and which abound, in trout. 
Alter supper we laid ourselves down to rest with the 
expectation^!' enjoying a good night's sleep ; but about 
ten o’oloclc we were awakened by the low, heavy rumble 
of distant thuilder, which soon lengthened out to one 
continuous roar, making the very gro'und tremble be¬ 
neath us, while tho wind blew in furious gustB, threaten¬ 
ing to over tail -11 our frail-tent, Flash followed flash in 
such quick succession that there seemed to be a universal 
fire. The most conspicuous, object which tire great 
flashes ..of light revealed to us was ancient Nictau from 
base to summit, for it rose abruptly from tho lake to the 
height of 3,500 feet. 
As 1 lay in my tent, and watched his rugged sides lit 
up by the electric light. I thought what-was his age, 
what were the fearful throes of earth at his Birth ! There 
he stood for thousands of years, a grim sentinel, silent 
as tho vast country which ho guarded. I thought >qf the 
words of Scripture : “ Lord, Thou hast been our refuge 
throughout all generations, before the mountains were 
made, or the earth or the world waB formed ; from ever¬ 
lasting to everlasting Thou art God.” 1 do not know 
that we were in any more danger than mortals are com¬ 
monly exposed to ; but when one in a fearful thunder¬ 
storm m thirty miles from the nearest human habitation, 
he is apt to feel as if the thunders were addressing their 
terrific voices to him aloue. 
After an hour or two the thunder became less loud, and 
the lightning Jess vivid, and about midnight or a little 
after the sky cleared and the stars mirrored themselves in 
tho tranquil waters of the lake, which, as if tired of their 
foamy passion, slumbered at our feet. 
Frederioklon, N. B. 
COL. WILLIAM WASHINGTON. 
T HE following paper contributed by a Virginia corres¬ 
pondent will be road with great interest by many 
of our subscribers in Virginia, South Caroliua, and other 
parts of the South, as it concerns a character well-known 
for his spirit both in war and in peace. Col, Washington 
has transmitted his lovo of the chase to his descendants in 
very large degree:— 
Havingbeen under the weather for the last year, and 
thereby unfit most of the time for business, 1 have pleas¬ 
antly beguiled many hours away, which otherwise would 
have been wearisome, not to say unendurable, by look¬ 
ing over that old interesting work, Skinner’s Turf 
Register. 
Entertaining andreliable as it generally is, nevertheless, 
errors have crept into it with regard to both horses and 
men. I, therefore, propose now to correct an error made 
by the author of a foot note published in the Turf Register 
for Jan. 1832,withvegard to the relationship which existed 
lie tween Col. Wifliam Washington of tho Revolution, and 
Gen. George Washington, the Commander-in-chief of 
our Army during the Revolutionary War. This foot note 
signed “T,” was called forth by the publication in the 
Register of a number of letters from Gen. Wade Hamp¬ 
ton, of South Carolina, bearing date, A. D., 1800 (not pub¬ 
lished until thirty-two years after), to Col. Jno. Taylor, of 
Mt. Airy, Virginia, which letters make frequent mention 
of Col. Washington. The author of the foot note tells a 
very pleasant and amusing anecdote of a meeting of Tarl- 
ton' of the British army, and Col. Washington of our 
cavalry, in which Tarlton knowing he stood no chance in 
a hand to hand fight with this “beau sabear of our south¬ 
ern campaigns,” (and too brave to fly) adroitly cut with 
his sword Col. Washington's bridle reins, and thereby 
forced Col. Washington (who was mounted upon one of 
his Virginia thoroughbreds which he could not then con¬ 
trol). to do the running. 
This authorgoes on to state that Col. Wm. Washington 
was a nephew of the Commander-in-chief, Gen. George 
Washington. 
Now, us the winter is a descendant in a direct line of 
Col, Washington's sister, and as the writer’s lather, a 
great nephew of Col. W., and his father’s aunt, a niece 
of the Colonel, are both alive, the writer seems almost 
to touch hands with this gallant horseman across the 
long divide. 
Knowing that there was uo truth in the statement of 
this writer in the Register—who is not alone responsible 
for the statement, the undersigned having frequently 
seen it so stated before—he addressed a letter to his 
father, who answered him under cover of the 11th inst, 
as per extracts, submitted with the more pleasure as they 
incidentally allude to several gentlemen who were fond 
of the chase, and who were friends of that gallant old 
Southern army officer and sportsman, Col. F. G. 
Skinner. In fact, no one ever reminded the writer so 
forcibly of what he has heard of CoL Washington as our 
old veteran, Col. Skinner, beloved by all who know 
or ever heard of him. He writes :— 
Yourletter of the 8th inst. is before me. Col. Wil¬ 
liam Wasliington, of whom you inquire, was a brother of 
my grandmother, who married Dr. Valentine Peyton, of 
Insenlum, Stafford County, Virginia, Col. Washington 
was a distinguished cavalry officer of the Revolution, a 
near kinsman, but not a nephew, of Gen. George Wash¬ 
ington, He married a lady of South Caroliua by the 
name of Jane Elliott, after whom my grandparents 
named a daughter, their only now living grandchild—the 
widow of the late William Chichester, of Fairfax County. 
Virginia. Col. William Washington became a general 
after the war, but all his honors were won while he was 
colonel. I had the honor, when a child, to receive a kiss 
from his lips, when he was taking his leave of lus friends 
upon his last visit to them in Virginia. 
• ‘ He was offered the Governorship of South Carolina 
and other eminent civil positions, but declined them all, 
and lived and died upon his ample estate. 
“I could tell many interesting incidents, civil and mili¬ 
tary, of his eventful life. 
*• The late George Chichester, of Fairfax, senior brother 
of William Chichester, married the youngest daughter of 
my grandparents—Margaret Peyton, of Insenluin. I was 
at both of their weddings. George and William Chi¬ 
chester were sons of Daniel McCarty Chichester, a man 
of large fortune, who and whose sons were fond of dogB 
and horses. In my boyhood I have been on fox and deer 
hunts with ray uncles-in-law. 1 did not know their 
father, hut remember their mother well. 
“The late William Brent, of Richland, Stafford 
County, was tire son of Daniel Carrol Brent, who married 
for his second wife Mrs. Eupham W a s hi ngton, widow of 
Bailey Washington, Esq., brother of Col. William Wash¬ 
ington first herein mentioned.” 
Tiro most of the persons mentioned in tho above ex¬ 
tract. wore fond of thoroughbred horses and hounds. 
Col. Washington owned Shark, Virginia Nell, Ariadne, 
etc., all famous horses ; and the editor of the Turf Re¬ 
gister, in speaking of the Chichester hounds, says :— 
“They would thank no one to give them more than 
the lime in which it takes the sand to shift its position 
in the hour 1 glass to ran into the best grey fox that ever 
unbuttoned a goose’s collar.” 
And, Mr. Editor, I will tell you a secret. When an old 
red “ gives it up” to this day, and there is the descendant 
of one of these “first flight men” upon tire chase, it is a 
red apple to a pint of buttermilk that ’tis he who sounds 
“La. Mart-r 
It is a possible thing that the late Hon. Bailey Pey¬ 
ton, of Tennessee, was named for Bailey Washington, 
Esq., brother'of Col. William Washington. R. M. C. 
Near Peakes x Roajjs. 
Spottsylocmia Co,, Va., Aug. 23 d. 
—The programme of races at the Brighton Beach Fair 
Grounds, for Sept. 12th, 18th, 18th, 20tl), 28d, 25th and 
27th, is an attractive one. Brighton is taking the lead iu 
popularity. 
Bees and Honey.— Editor Forest and Stream :—The 
following gleaned from the Texas Journal of Commerce 
may interest your many readers. Speaking of the pro¬ 
ducts of Fort Bend Co., on the Brazos river, near Houston, 
as exhibited at a recent fair, the writer says :— 
“In wood, cotton, corn, sugar, grasses,millet, melons, 
fruits, flowers and vegetables, she made au exhibition 
that could hardly have been equalled by any county in 
the United States. Sugar cane with twelve matured 
joints, water melons almost as large as flour barrels, 
grasses of twenty different kinds, with specimens of soil 
rich as could be taken from the Nile. Fifty-four varieties 
of timber were represented and her exhibit of products 
truly imposing. A world of the most beautiful honey 
ever seen was on hand. Mr. J. W. Eckman, of Rich¬ 
mond, from seventy-one swarms of bees had sold so far 
this year, three tons of honey and will have another ton 
yet. That is money-making for you. The Age in speak¬ 
ing of this, says : “ The honey exhibited by Mr. Eckman 
was made by the Italian bee and gathered the flattering 
eulogy from everyone who saw it. A gentleman from 
St. Louis said it beat any exhibition he ever saw though 
he bad attended many exhibitions of the kind. Mi'. Eck¬ 
man uses the old-fashioned hives without divisions and 
moth traps. The best moth trap, he declares, to be the 
Italian bee, and he is down on ‘ patent hives.’ He has 
this season gathered from 70 swarms, 42 young swarms 
and six thousand pounds of honey, and expects to get 
2,000 pounds more.” 
Such are the gleanings which appear to be well authen¬ 
ticated. Marvelous as they may appear. I do not doubt 
the statement. Texas lies in the great bee zone of our 
continent, and is celebrated for her world of wild flowers. 
Nowhere have I ever begun to see her equal in this re¬ 
spect. Largely a rich prairie country with a mild soft 
climate, bees can work more or less days the year round. 
Her forests abound in wild bees, so much so that Indians 
formerly got a full supply of honey as they roamed over 
the country. I have seen large bands of them Whilst 
travelling through the woods, scatter out to find and take 
in the wild honey as they went along. And quickly would 
the Comanche squaws, with their hatchets, hack down a 
tree, and much more quickly would they swallow the 
honey, bee bread, young bees and all—mount and he off 
for another tree, 'in 1842, whilst on a buffalo hunt in 
what is now Hunt Co., I found not only plenty of wild 
bees, but honey dew so plenty on the grass as to give a 
glossy coating to mv shoes. I also saw the same at Fort 
Worth, and honey dew is not uncommon in Texas by any 
means. I notice this subject because I am aware that 
bee culture is becoming more and more popular as the 
country grows older, and that thousands are interested in 
all they can learn concerning the “ busy little bee,” and 
where they can best raise him. I saw a water melon raised 
near Fort Worth in 1852 which weighed 621 pounds, a 
large one to be sure. 
Jottings from Fort McKavet, Menard Co., on Hie San 
Saba river, say Wiley Poe killed eight deer Friday last. 
They were in fine condition and had a quick sale. Geu. 
D. S. Stanley had arrived at this post to take command, 
and the fine “post band” dealt out sweet music, every 
evening. Maj. H. W. Merrill. 
New Rochelle, Aug., lSlh. 
Quebec and its Landmarks. —A correspondent sends 
the following interesting contribution : 
Quebec, A ugust 3d. 
I send you to-day a copy of a photo taken from the La¬ 
val College, and showing the new Dufferin Terrace men¬ 
tioned in my former letter. It is one of the best views I 
have been able to procure ; although, as Mr. Hallock can 
tell you, it does not do justice to the place, as the view Is 
so limited in size that it conveys no actual idea of the 
length, breadth, etc., of the work, It also shows only 
one of the pavilions finished, but there are now five, with 
one more to be added in a short time. The walk is over 
a quarter of a mile in length, with an average breadth of 
sixty-four feet; it is about one hundred and eighty-four 
feet above the river level, and rather less than ninety-five 
feet below the King’s Bastion of the Citadel which shows 
above it, with the two flagstaffs which adorn it. The 
building to tho extreme right with the arch, is the new 
Post Office, a very plain but substantial building of cut 
limestone. The large building in the foreground is the 
present Parliament Building of the province of Quebec, 
which will be in use as such until next Christmas, when 
the magnificent new buildings will be ready to occupy. 
The view also shows part of the harbor and part of the 
Point Levi side of the river, which from its distance is 
necessarily very indistinct. The building to the right of 
the view, witli’the two windows in the end, and imme¬ 
diately above the Post Office, is the Normal School, one of 
the oldest, if not the oldest perfect building in Quebec. 
This building was put up in 1047, and was for many yearn 
part of the celebrated Chateau Louis, the home of all the 
governors, etc. of Quebec from that time up to a com¬ 
paratively late period. It is in good repair yet, and when 
built was put up in the most solid manner. The walls arc 
nearlv five feet thick, of solid stone, and they stand to 
tills (lay without crack or flaw; but alas, they, liko all 
the rest of the ancient landmarks of this poor old city, are 
doomed, and are to be pulled down because they interfere 
with tho view of the Terrace. I am sorry to hear of it, 
as I like to see the old places of days gone by, especially 
such as these, and I look upon such an act as pulling 
them down ns nothing better than a sacrilege, and one 
that the money-grabbing citizens of this place ought to 
be ashamed of. Old ideas and old associations are fast 
dying out here, and the attractions of the old capital that 
used to bring such crowds of our American friends every 
summer as tourists, are nearly all gone, and the. visitor is 
shown something of later dates, and in many cases, I am 
afraid, imposed upon by ingenious persons who are not 
particular about the way they turn a penny, but can al¬ 
ways delude the unwary by some plausible yam told with 
groat sanctity and appearauce of truth. I have seen such 
things myself and know whereof I speak. Au Sable. 
—Spain is adopting horse racing, and the growing pop¬ 
ularity of this now form of amusement promises to dim¬ 
inish the devotion to the bull fight. It is thus possible 
that the Spanish national amusement may cease from 
being the Spanish national disgrace. Bull lighting i3, 
after all, not so much worse than some of the sports which 
amuse our own city populaces. It is rare that a matador 
is injured. The poor horse is usually killed in the com- 
da, but the men are so expert in distracting the attention 
of a bull from a fallen comrade that human life is seldom 
endangered. 
—September is a glorious month for sport, 
