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RECREATION. 



Your heart will be free,- your brain be 

 clear, 



Your muscles grow hard and strong; 

 You'll eat with the zest of a famished wolf 



And the hours will never be long. 

 You will find a balm for dyspeptic pains, 



A cure for your every ill, 

 In the pure, fresh air of the forest depths 



And the tramp over vale and hill. 

 You will sleep the sleep of your infant 

 days, 

 Your warm blood will course like a 

 child's, 

 Your life will be longer, your manhood 

 stronger, 

 From this visit to Nature's wilds. 





AMATEUR PHOTO BY FREDERICK T. SWAN. 



CAUGHT IN RAQUETTE RIVER. 



