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RECREATION. 



swayed a moment and all was over. The 

 deer was a large one and it was with 

 some difficulty Buckskin finally succeeded 

 in hanging him up. At the camp that 

 evening, stories were told of the day's ex- 

 periences, and with a total of 4 deer for 

 the day's labor everybody was more than 

 satisfied. 



The days passed with varying success. 

 The weather continued warm and pleasant, 

 with no snow. In consequence we did 

 little hunting, as it was apparently going 

 to be a problem to keep our venison from 

 spoiling. Many of these days were spent 

 by the different members of the party in 



inence overlooking the lake, and beheld 

 the beautiful vista unfolded through the 

 branches of the trees surrounding them. 

 The hill was 500 or more feet above the 

 lake, gradually descending over the velvet 

 green of the tall hemlock and spruce trees, 

 which apparently spread out like a huge 

 green carpet until they at last met the 

 white line of the pebbly beach. 



We found several beaver families not far 

 from our camp, and devoted much time to 

 studying the ingenious construction of their 

 dams. We took home a number of sou- 

 venirs, in the shape of chips and cuttings. 



Buckshot secured a large buck with a 



GETTING BREAKFAST. 



exploring the surrounding territory. Many 

 times some of the party were lost, but 

 with the exception of Tenderfoot all 

 were old woodsmen and used to such 

 experiences; and although at times they 

 were long after dark in reaching camp 

 they ultimately succeeded in finding it, 

 with no adventures worth mentioning, ex- 

 cepting once in a while a slight chill chas- 

 ing up and down the spine, at the screech 

 of a lynx in the trees overhead, or the dis- 

 tant and mournful howl of a wolf. 



Trailmaker and Buckshot made a pil- 

 grimage one day to the pictured rocks 

 on the shores of Lake Superior, and al- 

 though it was a 30 mile walk they were 

 amply repaid for all weariness when they 

 at last stood on the summit of the em- 



freak set of horns. There was no regular- 

 ity whatever to the antlers. They branched 

 everywhere, and crossed one another in all 

 directions. The horns had at least 16 

 points. 



Trailmaker secured a large spike buck 

 on the old logging railroad bed about 4 

 miles North of our camp. He got into a 

 drove of 4 or 5, and after heating his gun 

 red hot in the fusilade that followed, he 

 found the buck in the woods about 10 

 rods from the railroad. We had '2 deer 

 to draw in from that section, making near- 

 ly a 5 mile haul on bare ground. 



Friday, November 28th, found us safe 

 back at Seney again, from which point 

 we separated, each to pick up anew the 

 thread and routine of everyday life. 



