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were 
Tre following items and incidents 
spells, 
sandwiched in, as it were, between 
during our stay at Smith’s Lake; and not prop- 
erly belonging to the tour, are thus collated 
as incidental thereto. 
The boat which did such excellent 
and which was admired wherever we went, 
an Adirondack boat of beautiful lines and 
smooth finish, Our experience in rapids and 
in rough water was considerable, but we never 
lost faith in the trustworthiness of our craft. 
Between Andrew: and La Mont there had 
lone existed a rivalry as to which was the bet- 
ter oarsman. La Mont had frequently stated 
that, leaving out Jim Dunbar, he could outpull 
service, 
was 
any guide in the woods. Andrew had fre- 
quently said to me that he knew that for a 
short spurt, or a mile or two, La Mont 
was all right, but that he believed he could 
outwind and distance him in a pull of any re- 
spectable distance. Andrew was a wiry fel- 
low of great endurance, and throughout our 
trips seemed always to keep up a long, quick 
stroke all day long; never showed signs of 
either let-up or fatigue, and withal, was mod- 
est, unassuming and not given to brag. I 
therefore had much confidence in his ability, 
and told him that the first chance that I over- 
heard La Mont “talking loud,” I would ar- 
range for a trial if possible. It happened on 
our National holiday.. After one of Mrs. La 
Mont’s good dinners, we were on the porch, 
had had some music and singing, story-telling, 
shooting at bottle necks, etc., when finally the 
conversation turned to rowing, and the “orator 
of the day” let loose and made his boast. [ 
said: “Jim, do you mean for a mile spurt or 
for a respectable distance?” 
“Any distance—long or short,” he replied. 
“Well.” said I, “how about a pull to the head 
of the lake and back. Would that be too far?” 
“Tlead of the lake, or anywhere,” said Jim. 
“All right, I will bet that Andrew can beat 
you ina pull to the head of the lake and back.” 
“How much?” said. Jim. 
“Any amount you wish to put up,” was my 
answer. 
“Well, I have four dollars here that says I 
can beat him,” replied La Mont. 
“Covered. said) ia | Here, put upsyour 
spelter with mine in Mr. Phillips’ hands, and 
we will make him stakeholder and judge.” 
It was then arranged that the oarsmen in 
-their respective boats were to start from the 
dock at the drop of a handkerchief, and in- 
stead of pulling to the beach at the head of 
the lake, were to round Kennedy’s Island, near 
the head, and return to the dock. The distance 
to the head of lake being about three and a 
half miles, it made about a seven-mile course. 
Away they went, and as was expected, La 
Mont soon forged ahead, but Andrew pulled 
steadily and strongly, and we could see by 
the field glass that as they neared the island, 
Andrew was gaining «nd close behind. Round- 
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ing the island they were out of sight; but 
presently came again in view, apparently bow 
to bow. Then Andrew gradually gained and 
passed, and finally pulled up at the dock in 
exactly forty-three minutes, several lengths 
ahead of La Mont, who came in a little more 
than two minutes later. Andrew was in good 
condition, and said he had just warmed up, 
and was in good shape for another turn; but 
La Mont was winded, and had all he wanted. 
I had previously told Andrew that if he won 
he should have the stakes, so with his victory 
and earnings, he felt “mighty good,” the audi- 
ence had enjoyed some Fourth of July sport, 
and in the absence of other fireworks, had a 
bonfire in the evening. 
At one time, there were three different camp- 
ing parties about the shores of Albany Lake, 
and as they ‘had all visited my wigwam and 
urged me to come and see them, I sent word 
that on a certain day they could expect us. So 
at the appointed time, Mr. Wells, of Oswego, 
with guide, and Andrew and myself went down 
the river, over the carry and into Albany Lake, 
announcing our arrival by a fanfare on the 
cornet, and stopping first at the “Rochester 
Camp” of Messrs. Richards and Luetchfora, 
two of Rochester’s substantial citizens, hale 
fellows well-met, and*after greetings and in- 
terchange of civilities they, with two more 
boats, pulled with us down to the “Maryland 
Camp,” where Messrs. Van Anglin and Dol- 
lard, of New York, were established, and 
where our party were urged to dine. A royal 
dinner was served—venison stew, roast veni- 
son, broiled trout, potatoes, onions, and, last 
but not least, excellent rice pancakes with 
maple syrup. After dinner, and a smoke, 
Richards was made commodore, and with a 
shirt on a pole to designate the flagship, the 
fleet, now consisting of six boats, departed for 
Pine Point Camp, further down the lake, and 
with music by the marine band, made a fine 
display as’ they rounded up, landed at_ the 
point, and were received with “salvos of ar- 
tillery” by Messrs..Howe, Proudfit and John- 
of Boston, who were-holding the fort. 
We were given a welcome and the best they 
had. Then .the nine sportsmen enjoyed a 
creat game of “penny ante,” played with the 
combination of a double deck, and had any 
amount of fun. Then the fleet was augmented 
to nine boats, and forming in order under 
direction of the commodore, swept gaily up 
to the head of the lake, whither they escorted 
us on our homeward trip as the sun was sink- 
ing at the close of a merry, enjoyable day. 
On our way we stopped at Maryland Camp, 
and the group of sportsmen and their guides 
were duly photographed as a souvenir by one 
of the party who had a camera, dnd in after 
days each was sent a copy, which was highly 
prized. It was a red-letter day for fun and 
good feeling. 
It was on Albany Lake that earlier in the 
son, 
season I had one day taken Mr. Wells as 
companion on a little trouting jaunt, and while 
thus engaged I saw a deer come from forest 
to shore, and called Wells’ attention to it. He 
had never before seen a wild deer, and was 
much interested. Putting up my rod, and tell- 
ing him to hold his upright, “sit still, say 
nothing, and scarcely wink, and I will paddle 
you up so you can have a good view.” I took 
the paddle, which I had become an expert 
with through much practice, and silently sent 
the boat straight toward the deer. As the 
deer looked up I ceased paddling, but kept - 
the craft headed point-blank, and the moment 
the head was down would push ahead until, 
finally, we were close enough for a camera, 
and .Wells declared that he could ‘have cast a 
fly to him. He was certainly very much sur- 
prised, and pleased, with the result of the ex- 
periment. Z 
While speaking of deer, I am reminded that 
I have had some very handsome views which 
I much wish could have been photographed; 
nevertheless, the pictures are impressed upon 
my memory. On one occasion, soon after the 
season had opened, Andrew and I went up to 
Little Salmon Pond, and after waiting a suit- 
able time paddled down toward Mud Pond, 
and just as we turned through the inlet into 
Mud Pond we saw on the point opposite a 
eroup of three deer in the foreground, and the 
background of balsams brought them out in 
bold relief, and made, in their peculiar group- 
ing, a picture of wondrous beauty. Selecting 
a plump buck, I fired, and secured the first of 
the season. Had I had a camera the picture 
would have been secured, if possible, instead 
of the venison. 
On a later occasion a party was to have a 
hunt with the hounds—then allowed by law— 
and knowing that I would not take a watch on 
the lake, asked me to watch a runway that 
crossed the river at a shallow portion, which 
deer could cross running. This I accepted, 
and, taking the boat, went ‘down the river a 
mile and mooring it under the.side of a huge 
pine log “hat lay partly in the water, I 
mounted the log, and, screened by alders, was 
in full view of the crossing, not over eight 
rods distant. After a while I heard the hounds 
circling a hill east of my position, and then 
evidently bearing toward me, and, of course, 
was on the alert. It had been agreed that no 
does should be killed, and that should a dog 
be found on the trail of one the dog should 
be taken up. Ina few minutes I saw a large, 
plump doe, accompanied by two yearlings, 
jump into the stream, and, passing half way 
across, stop in a handsome group half turned 
toward and gazing in the direction from 
whence they came. The sunlight on the river 
and the picturesque surroundings made the 
tout ensemble a perfect picture, such as one 
would prize and love to often look upon. In 
a moment they went on across, and [ hastily 








