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of such a general and prolonged blight ? Probably in time the 
evil will mercifully be removed, for it scarcely belongs to the na- 
ture of vegetable productions to perish entirely and become ex- 
tinct like tribes of animals. 
About a couple of miles from the village there is a very pretty 
pool in a field near the road, covering, perhaps, an acre or more 
of ground ; marvellous tales were formerly told of its depth, and 
for a long time people tried to believe it unfathomable ; but un- 
fortunately, actual measurement has destroyed the illusion, and it 
is found to be only five or six feet in depth ! All agree, however, 
that it has become much more shallow since the country has been 
opened and the woods cut away ; 
“ Before these fields were shorn and tilled. 
Full to the brim our rivers flowed ; 
The melody of waters filled 
The fresh and boundless wood. 
And torrents dashed, and rivulets played. 
And fountains spouted in the shade.” 
But now, as the old Indian sings, these things are changed : 
“The springs are silent in the sun. 
The rivers by the blackened shore 
With lessening current run.” 
This little lake, Pappoose Pool, as it is called, looks very pret- 
tily as one comes and goes along the highway, with its border of 
evergreens of various kinds sweeping half round it, and making a 
fine background to the water, which they color with their dark 
branches. 
Presently, after passing this little pool, one comes to a factory 
on the bank of a pretty stream of some size, which received its 
