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THE MAINE WOODS. 
I heard the dog-day locust here, and afterward on the 
carries, a sound which I had associated only with more 
open, if not settled countries. The area for locusts must 
be small in the Maine woods. 
We were now fairly on the Allegash River, which 
name our Indian said meant hemlock bark. These 
waters flow northward about 100 miles, at first very 
feebly, then southeasterly 250 more to the Bay of Fun- 
dy. After perhaps two miles of river, w T e entered Heron 
Lake, called on the map Ponyokwahem, scaring up forty 
or fifty young shecorwciys , sheldrakes, at the entrance, 
which ran over the water with great rapidity, as usual 
in a long line. 
This was the fourth great lake, lying northwest and 
southeast, like Chesuncook, and most of the long lakes 
in that neighborhood, and, judging from the map, it is 
about ten miles long. We had entered it on the south¬ 
west side, and saw a dark mountain northeast over the 
lake, not very far off nor high, which the Indian said was 
called Peaked Mountain , and used by explorers to look 
for timber from. There was also some other high land 
more easterly. The shores were in the same ragged 
and unsightly condition, encumbered with dead timber, 
both fallen and standing, as in the last lake, owing to the 
dam on the Allegash below. Some low points or islands 
were almost drowned. 
I saw something white a mile off on the water, which 
turned out to be a great gull on a rock in the middle, 
which the Indian would have been glad to kill and eat, 
but it flew away long before we were near; and also 
a flock of summer ducks that were about the rock with 
it. I asking him about herons, since this was Heron 
Lake, he said that he found the blue heron’s nests in 
