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mountains, with their great wooded slopes, were visible; 
where, as man is not, we suppose some other power to 
be. My imagination personified the slopes themselves, 
as if by their very length they w r ould waylay you, and 
compel you to camp again on them before night. Some 
invisible glutton would seem to drop from the trees and 
gnaw at the heart of the solitary hunter who threaded 
those woods; and yet I was tempted to walk there. 
The Indian said that he had been along there several 
times. 
I asked him how he guided himself in the woods. 
“ 0,” said he, “ I can tell good many ways.” When I 
pressed him further, he answered, “ Sometimes I lookum. 
side-hill,” and he glanced toward a high hill or mountain 
on the eastern shore, “ great difference between the north 
and south, see where the sun has shone most. So trees,-— 
the large limbs bend toward south. Sometimes I lookum 
locks” (rocks). I asked what he saw on the rocks, but 
he did not describe anything in particular, answering 
vaguely, in a mysterious or drawling tone, “ Bare locks 
on lake shore, — great difference between N. S. E. W. 
side, — can tell what the sun has shone on.” “ Suppose,” 
said I, “ that I should take you in a dark night, right up 
here into the middle of the woods a hundred miles, set you 
down, and turn you round quickly twenty times, could 
you steer straight to Oldtown ? ” “0 yer,” said he, 
“ have done pretty much same thing. I will tell you. 
Some years ago I met an old white hunter at Millinocket; 
very good hunter. He said he could go anywhere in 
the woods. He wanted to hunt with me that day, so 
we start. We chase a moose all the forenoon, round 
and round, till middle of afternoon, when we kill him. 
Then I said to him, now you go straight to camp. Don’t 
