24 Bulletin of the Natural History Society, 
Early in J uly last our party consisting of four persons ascended 
the St. John River and St. Francis to Beau Lake, the extreme 
North-western limit of the Province. The trip was made before 
the spring freshet had entirely subsided, so that many of the plants 
that do not appear till after the water falls could not be observed. 
Many of the early spring plants were found to be still in flower in 
shaded places, others were in fruit, while the summer plants were 
many of them in flower in the more exposed and sunny places. Thus I 
had an opportunity of observing, or partially at least, a double flora, 
which could not have been seen earlier in the season. 
Commencing our investigations at the foot of Beau Lake, which 
we reached at noon in one of the hottest July days, we made a 
peaceful invasion of the Province of Quebec, Rhamnus alnifolius, a 
comparatively rare shrub in this Province was collected at this limit 
of our journey. From Lake Beau to the mouth of the St. Francis 
the distance is about sixteen miles, which is therefore the breadth of 
our territory in the extreme north-west of the Province. The River 
is deep and the current strong, in many places foaming in rapids, in 
others widening into lakes and ponds. The lower portion of the river, 
near the St. John is crooked, the land rising into high hills of Silurian 
slate with little or no interval between them and the river. These 
hills in many places present a desolate appearance from the ravages 
of fire. Above Glazier’s Lake there are fine forests of spruce with 
occasionally some magnificent pines. The rapids are short between 
Beau Lake and Glazier’s Lake, with one exception, where the waters 
roar and tumble through a rocky gorge, for the distance of a quarter 
of a mile. To enjoy the excitement of rushing through this torrent 
we had hauled our boat, a few hours before, up the almost perpen- 
dicular side of a hill. At the foot of these rapids we met a lonely 
voyageur in his dugout preparing for the toilsome ascent. This 
proved to be Mr. Morrison, who went in the wilderness some years 
ago, cleared a fine piece of interval near the head Lake Beau, and 
by patient industry and perseverance has carved out for himself a 
fine homestead in this wilderness. His nearest neighbors are at the 
mouth of the St. Francis, over 20 miles distant, if we except three 
habitans — squatters on the shores of Glazier’s Lake. 
At the foot of the rapids is a beautiful little stretch of interval 
on which I spent a few hours, examining its vegetation. Here were 
