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and started for the Adirondack Preserve and 
Mount Marcy country. The preserve, compris¬ 
ing 30,000 acres, occupies one of the finest 
pieces of wild country in New York State. We 
had the pleasure of seeing some of the Indian 
flints and curios gathered by Scott Brown dur¬ 
ing his twenty-six years as superintendent of 
the preserve. Hanging in his office is a knarl 
cut from a log which nature so shaped as to 
resemble the profile of Abraham Lincoln. This 
preserve cannot be traversed without one of the 
preserve guides—a wise regulation. Details are 
regularly assigned to cutting trails and keep¬ 
ing them clean. Everything is run on a sys¬ 
tematic, thorough-going basis. We drove over 
a fine road to the Ausable Lakes. From the 
lower Ausable is seen an Indian warrior’s face 
outlined in the side of Mount Colvin. This 
mountain reaches sheer into the lake. Great 
faults are visible where, from frost and other 
causes, a portion ‘of the mountain has broken 
its fastenings and slipped partly into the water. 
The upper lake is reached after a short carry; 
here the Gothic mountains are visible, so is 
Haystack, Saddle Back and Saw Tooth, all high 
mountains. We stopped at Inlet Camp, the 
upper end of the lake. Dinner, such as none 
but an Adirondack guide is capable of cooking 
was set before us—choke-dogs (buckwheat 
cakes) and real maple syrup. 
As twilight gathered, deer came to feed in the 
lilypads. The moon stole up the sky and cast 
its mellow, mystical light across the shimmering 
lake and upon the blue, velvet atmosphere of 
the Gothics. Like three cowled monks of giant 
stature, they stood enthroned amid the stars; 
silent, inscrutable. A grandeur of romantic 
presence enveloped them that startled the heart 
and pervaded the mind with inexpressible ad¬ 
miration. These twin mountains are a wonder¬ 
ful segment of the Creator’s art, rich in variety 
and blended colors, sculptured in the wild and 
secluded galleries of nature, where the eye of 
man seldom penetrates and which his hand has 
never marred. 
That night we smoked our pipes 2nd swapped 
stories with the guides. They told us of the 
perpetual ice pockets in the deep recesses of 
the mountains; they related Indian tales of ad¬ 
venture and legends of fabulous gold deposits; 
they recited the traditional race down the Au¬ 
sable Lakes one moonlit winter’s night, long 
ago, between a deer and a panther, and gave 
us many accounts _ of startling nature, half 
truth and half fiction, couched in their gro¬ 
tesque vernacular, until restful sleep wrapped 
us in pleasant dreams. 
G. A. Whipple, 
[to be continued.] 
THE FISHING FEVER. 
Fishing fever is full on, the call is in the air. 
Just now every right-minded man who was once 
a natural boy is seeking an excuse. At the office 
lie develops an alarming fatigue; at home he is 
distrait and easily persuaded to “lay off’’ for a 
day or two. Then what does - this abandoned 
hypocrite do? 
He is up earlier than anyone else in the neigh¬ 
borhood. He is literally the early bird, gather¬ 
ing in the worm. The worm he uses as bait. 
Half the night he has been up fooling over his 
tackle. With an affected air of weariness he 
strolls away from home, but once out of sight 
there is an amazing change in the deportment 
of the wretch. He seems to be fairly electrified 
with action. 
No ordinary motor car could beat him in his 
run to the old mill dam where, with a slender 
casting rod, he will gloat over the deep pool and 
the possible bass. 
The poor chap deserves our sympathy. His 
predatory instinct is in all of us. He wishes, 
once in a while, to play truant, to break loose, to 
go “fishin’.” It matters little or nothing whether 
he catches anything but a cold; he has had an 
outing, a relief. We all need that. Our play¬ 
grounds, our theaters are designed for that pur¬ 
pose. And we have constant use for them— 
young and old.—Findley Jeffersonian. 
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