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we looked led us to be satisfied with in- 
formation. We were told that we would 
find a trout stream entering on the Wis- 
consin side at the head of a sand-rock 
bluff, opposite a little white house on 
the Minnesota bank. By the time we 
reached the mouth of the stream it was 
raining, so we covered everything -with 
our rubber blanket, and left the canoe 
while we set out up the stream in search 
of trout. It was an ideal stream but we 
failed to catch a fish, though we learned 
afterward that had we gone farther up j 
we would have been rewarded. Dripping 
wet we returned to the waiting boat and 
pushed off. The storm passed, the sun 
came out and we dried off. 
W E were hailed from the Minnesota 
side and ran in for a moment at 
Pearl Springs Camp, reached, I 
believe, from Reedsburg, but we did not 
stop even for dinner, though manifestly 
the one who hailed us was disappointed. 
Our midday lunch was eaten just below 
the Northern Pacific railway bridge 
where a boulder strewn spit stuck its 
finger out into the river and a little 
spring brook tumbled in. Almost any- 
where along either bank of the St. Croix 
we could find a spring. Swinging out 
into the river after lunch we faced a 
twelve mile stretch in the teeth of a 
heavy gale. The waves ran so high that 
we were compelled to keep close inshore. 
It was a long, tedious pull but at two- 
thirty we had it behind us and we stopped 
at a ferry for information. To our dis- 
may we learned that eight miles below 
us was a dam — “Never’s Dam” — and 
that we would have no helping current 
between the ferry and dam. My courage 
oozed out through broken blisters in the 
palms of my hands, but inspired by 
George’s good natured courage, I bent to 
my paddle once more. 
That was a fearful pull down through 
a wonderfully fishy looking stretch of 
water. The bare, stark skeletons of 
drowned out trees stood shoulder high 
to the right and left. We were almost 
afraid to cut corners for fear of getting 
hung up in a tree-top. Though the wind 
blew a gale and-a-half, it was hot, awful- 
ly hot, on the water; had it not been 
for the wind perhaps we could not have 
endured the heat, but battling against 
the waves was anything but pleasant. 
At five-fifteen we ran into Never’s Dam, 
made a short carry at the left, ran the 
swift water below the dam and went into 
camp on the Minnesota side. Water was 
seeping into the river from the foot of 
the bank upon which we camped, and a 
hole scooped in the sand soon filled with 
sweet, cold water. George secured some 
milk at a farm, and cooled in the water, 
it tasted like more. 
The wind went down with the sun, and 
the night shut in, close and smothering. 
With our tent open wide we could not 
get a breath of air. Despite our utmost 
precautions mosquitoes gained entrance 
and added to our suffering. It was one 
of the most uncomfortable evenings I 
ever put in in a tent. At eleven o’clock 
a severe thunder-storm broke, accom- 
panied with a wind of almost cyclonic 
dimension. The tent swayed, cracked 
and bellowed; but the stakes held and 
it rede out the gale. Then came the 
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