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Lake Umbagog.
Outlet Marshes
1897.
Sept.13
(No 2)
distance.
  Before it was dark enough to give up all hope
of getting a shot an ugly cooling cloud which we
had been watching over since we left camp and which
hitherto had turned to be passing around the north
end of the Lake suddenly began rolling rapidly
towards us. We could hear the wind roaring in the
woods up the Megalloway and Spelman & I, after a
short consultation, agreed that it would not be safe
to attempt to cross the Lake until the squall had
passed. Accordingly we awaited its coming, he and his
wife first taking their boat ashore and crawling under
it, I well protected in my canoe by the apron & my
cape. Presently there was a short but violent gust
of wind and then a perfect sheet of rain lasting
fifteen minutes or more & quite flatting out the
mountains & the near shores even]. After it was
over Will appeared looking for us with the big
boat & we all crossed to camp together. (The Spelmans
got their feet very wet and were both afterwards
ill for a couple of days in consequence).
[margin]A sudden
storm[/margin]
  The change in the color of the foliage progresses
steadily but slowly & very m[?]ly.
[margin]Autumn
foliage[/margin]