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FOREST AND STREAM 
Nov. 9, 1912 
L. C. SMITH GUN 
. WITH -.. 
Hunter One-Trigger 
Won 
Official High 
Amateur Average 
for 1912 
in hands of 
WM. RIDLEY 
Averaging 95.87% 
A NEW World’s Record 
on Double Targets. 
L. C. Smith Gun with 
Hunter One-Trigger 
breaks the World s Record 
in hands of William Ridley, 
score 96 out of 50 pairs, at 
Rocky Mountain Handicap, 
Denver, Colorado. Send for 
catalogue. 
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almost precipitated down the steep bank in the 
direction of the canon. The stiff frost-covered 
limbs of the balsam had to lend us their aid 
over the high rocks and deep holes, and so our 
hands were frozen, too. 
We reached the clearing just below the 
summit in time to see the big red sun trying 
to burst through a cloud. It was wonderful 
and awe-inspiring to see all the earth beneath, 
still as death, and we, a handful of women, 
with two men, above it all. 
After passing the vegetation line on the 
mountain, there was a good stiff climb over 
bare, bald rocks for at least half a mile. With 
chattering teeth and wavering limbs we reached 
the top-most point of old Tahawus, better 
known as Mount Marcy. A feeling of thank¬ 
fulness. because we had all reached the sum¬ 
mit in safety, made us speechless for a few 
moments. It was about five-fifteen when we 
arrived. 
Looking about below the big rock, we saw, 
hugging a small fitful fire of pine bough-tops, 
the four youths who had passed our camp the 
evening before. In the most sheltered spot 
they could find, they had started a fire of wet 
boughs. Nearby were a couple of white oil¬ 
cloth sheets and a few cotton blankets. 
We were warmly welcomed by the boys, 
who hastily made room for us at their fire, that 
we might thaw our fingers and toes and dry 
out our clothes. The boys bathed their faces 
in a little pool, made by the rain in the hollow 
of a rock. Then they cooked coffee and broiled 
steak which gave us an apetite that would not 
be appeased by our meagre breakfast of bread 
and sardines. We used the oil from our 
lantern to start a fire of our own. 
The clouds hung heavily in the valleys and 
over the many lakes, and although the sun had 
risen a few hours before, the clouds would not 
lift. All about us we could see the lordly pro¬ 
cession of peaks in the Sentinel Range, while 
Marcy lorded over them all. 
Partially dried and still a little tired, we. 
started down the mountain at a greater pace 
than when we came up. We descended by way 
of the same wet and muddy trail as far as the 
camp, when Mr. Martin had a good breakfast 
awaiting us. 
Shortly after nine we took our baggage 
and started down the South Meadows trail, 
which is much easier, though longer than the 
John’s Brook trail. Much of the way, on the 
lower trail, was a broad wagon road. The day 
was hot but the previous rain kept the road 
almost free from dust. 
The descent was uneventful, and we reached 
the foot of the trail about two o’clock, bathed 
our weary and sore feet in the brook, ate our 
lunch, and were driven home to the Owl’s Head 
in time for dinner that night. 
To the hardy and adventurous, I would 
recommend the Mount Marcy trip by way of 
John’s Brook trail, but to those who like a 
good twenty-mile tramp but care not too much 
for dangerous and difficult paths, I would 
recommend the South Meadows trail. And to 
all. both men and women, who have a good 
pair of lungs, a good pair of legs, the spirit of 
adventure and a love of nature, I would 
recommend the Marcy trip as part of an ideal 
vacation. 
THE SENTINEL OF THE DEEP DEN. 
BY ROBERT PAGE LINCOLN. 
My friend the woodchuck, the sentinel of 
the deep den on the hillside where the low hang¬ 
ing trees droop their branches over the retreat. 
Truly, my friend, for have I not watched him 
and lived with him for many and many a day 
throughout the summer? Perhaps I am rather 
a suspicious object, but still he has come to 
know me as being harmless and very much in¬ 
terested in his affairs. Else why should I lie 
in the shade of the large oak and sketch him as 
he sits solitary at sentinel duty before his door? 
Why should I bring a camera with me and seek 
to take some pictures of him when he ambles 
around in search of things to eat? Both in¬ 
teresting from the naturalist point of view and 
as a mild observer of wild life. Who indeed 
has not heard of the woodchuck, and forsooth 
what farmer's boy has not had experiences with 
his lordship? Truly, he is familiar to all lads 
in the country, for there they are common, and 
at times said to raise havoc with the farmers’ 
gardens. 
This animal is generally of a light or dark 
brown color and sometimes even black. They are 
slow in their motions, and at certain times of the 
year they become fat and amble around like a 
gentleman of undue proportions. Then they are 
rather comical to look upon. The home of the 
woodchuck is usually in some secluded wood in 
a bank or in some tree. However, they are rarely 
found in the latter. This interesting little ani¬ 
mal is often seen near our homes in the midst 
of civilization where they make homes under 
barns and under walls. However, they usually 
are found in a den which is dug on some hill¬ 
side where the sunshine has a chance to filter 
through where they can bask and sleep in the 
genial warmth on tranquil summer days. This 
den slopes downward for some distance and then 
gradually turns upward where it strikes a level 
and continues on till it comes to the chamber. 
The chamber is where the animal sleeps and is 
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