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our work cut out for us to make King downright bad. You'll have a fine and Bartlett before we take a good chance to break in those new moccasoaking unless I am fooled by yonder sins before night.” clouds. Gee! but those trout smell “Then let's get a move on. Your moreish. Not one left? Loan me that legs are longer than mine and I don't rod and I'll soon get a mess from the like the way you swing them when pool over there."

you are rushing. Which road?” This proved an easy task, for square

Direction from the driver: "First tails of half a pound weight came road to the left after crossing the readily to the fly and in ten minutes a stream and first trail to the right, down half dozen were in the pan, well on to Little King, where you'll find a boat. their way to that place from which no Go up the lake to the landing and cut trout ever returns.

off about three miles by taking a path While casting be

from there to low the dam, Harry

camp." Pierce's buckboard

Pressing along in appeared on the

the wake of the south bank of the

buckboard rattle, a stream and plung

trail soon appeared ing into the quick

and was so well water where depth

travelled that they was to the body of

started that way it, two husky ani

and went half a mals drew it across

mile before they a rocky fording

discovered it ran place, scrambled up

parallel with Spenthe opposite bank

cer Stream. and, with much

“We're in wrong, creaking and clat

Clyde; this must be tering the outfit

the trail to Dead passed along the

River. Right-about way north.

face!” I'd

“Wish I'd hung soon walk across

back there till you the dam as take a

got over investigatchance that way,"

“A FIXTURE ABOUT KING AND BARTLETT ing. Another mile remarked Clyde.


added to our hike. “Driver had to

Got any more stand on the seat, with everything afloat guesses?" under him. I'll bet your mackinaw is "Guess you don't know who I am, eh?". a bit damp around the edges, Jack.” "Who might you be?" “Nothing I have

with me

is "The man who always arrives sometime. too good for hard

usage, you You just paddle along on your feet croaker. Can't keep your hair parted handles and I won't lose you.


you and wear

a stand-up-dickey with kick. I'll duck you in the first spring patent leathers in this country. Any- hole." body would think you had never "Huh! Never saw your name among smelled balsam for weeks at a time in those in the President's cabinet. Show the Maine woods with a fine prospect of eating your peck of dirt all in a “Will if you have your lamps open bunch when I do the cooking. You'll when we land.

when we land. Just keep digging, make less of those funny cracks when that's all." this tramp is over, for its a fairly long The stride that fits Broadway must trail into camp and by no means as- be made over for wood roads and it phalt, though a good way from being was no wonder that a dozen miles of






new gait was beginning to make a THE NEW ENGLAND. No idea of killlittle impression on muscles iittle used ing was entertained, for long experience for ten months out of the year, espe- had demonstrated the far greater cially when hills and valleys alternated pleasure of seeking close intimacy with in quick succession, but they pushed the children of the wilds and reproon at fair speed. Occasionally when ducing them and their haunts for the the grade was long, Clyde would give enjoyment of those who are often forth a yelp and declare that particular denied the experience. hill had no summit this side of the By all odds the finest weapon for moon, and celebrate his error by droll quick shooting is the snap-shot camera, remarks upon the beauty of the land- unless it be the deft touch of pencil scape "nearer heaven than he ever ex- or brush under the hand of a nature pected to be.”

lover. Yes, and the work is more lastThe object of this trip through the ingly pleasing than that which lays Dead River region was to get a line game low at one's feet. lacking the upon the game resources of that section graceful life that made it beautiful. of Maine's happy hunting grounds and Killing for the sake of killing—never. !'ring back pictures to provide illustra- Taking from the store of good things tions for outing articles to appear in in the woods what one needs for the

support of life and health and when digestion by provocation to incessant
the meat is used, a trophy for den or laughter.
dining-room-YES; but in the great ma "Before we hit the hay, Harry, tell
jority of cases, bring back one of God's me, have you heard from ‘But,' he of
best gifts, a beautiful picture, which the artistic touch, keen good humor
you may be able to share with your and all-round good comradeship that
friends as the result of confronting bits makes his presence more than wel-
of paradise with pencil and pad or a come?"
sensitive plate or film. You have done "Not for three days since he left
no violence. You are the world's bene- Beantown, on his way east. I'm ex-

pecting him every minute.”
Keeping then the real object of the ex "And here he is.” Into the charmed
pedition constantly in mind, our friends circle stalked a tall chap, dressed in
were ever on the alert with cameras in woolens and black slouch hat, water-
hand, noting numberless signs and hop- soaked and lame from riding horseback
ing to catch deer unawares, in which from Eustis. “By the ringtailed bob-
they succeeded in four instances, mak- cat that stole my best girl's small
ing exposures which, unfortunately, brother, don't let me hear anyone sug-
were a trifle undertimed on account of gest any other way of coming in than
adverse conditions under the trees and on my tootsey wootsies next time.
increasing cloudiness. The climax Bless that horse, he went down on all
came in a steady downpour of rain his fore legs when we crossed the
which lasted until away into the even- Spencer and I took a header into the
ing after arrival in camp.

drink. Got up again and went down Watching carefully for the Little again-me on again, off again and alKing trail, they soon came upon a note most gone again, before he quit the set in the crotch of a stick in the middle overhand racing stroke. He's a mud of the path: “No boat at this end of the turtle, that animal. Ain't I a washed lake, keep on along the road,” end with drawing? See my finger pointing skyhearty appreciation of the driver's ward? NEVER AGAIN!” thoughtfulness, it was not long before When laughter subsided and the they reached one of the most complete newcomer went out for a “spasm of outing establishments in the entire eats,” Clyde turned to Jack with quesnorth country and were snugly quar- tions regarding the outfit of easels, paltered in a log cabin, not the least etts, paints, etc., he expected to see proimportant provision for comfort in duced. “If he's going to sketch good which was a cheerful open fire, before things on this trip, his paraphernalia whose ruddy warmth wet clothing was must have been shipped in ahead, for soon dried.

he came empty handed to-night. I'm Let the storm rage, for does not the anxious to see some of his work since patter on the roof make merry music? you say he's so good. When will he What more conducive to contentment be ready to move?". than the sense of rest well earned “Any minute. Metropolitan news within a perfect shelter? What more work has taught him all that, and as soothing than this complete surrender for tools, a pencil or smut from a to sympathetic oneness with nature's smudge kettle, with any old plain surmoods?

face to draw upon is good enough for With nothing lacking to promote him. Why, I have seen him use fungus perfect satisfaction in material things, for a mixing board in lieu of a palette and a sense of fullness beneath the belt or a flat rock, and depend upon birchline that at first seemed superlative in bark for his canvas. You won't see degree as the result of tarrying too long him measuring proportions with a penat dinner, the evening swept along to cil gauge before his eye or fussing for bedtime with a running accompaniment a plumb bob. This man knows proof stories, songs and jests, that aided portion and perspective, has a remark

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able grasp of the essentials in artistic was dispatched, the trio climbed the composition from the right viewpoint. mountain to a position commanding a There you are. That's 'But.'"

fine view of the face of the cliff which “That listens good to me. Why was about a hundred yards distant. As don't

you save your films for other uses the warming rays of the sun penetrated and get this Hunter's Eldorado in the myriad holes that were there, the black and white with his assistance?" porcupine colony became very active,

“We'll try both and then choose, working in and out in all directions, Bright Eyes. Now beneath that can until it required but a slight stretch opy for yours before he comes back or

of the imagination to transform the there'll be no sleep to-night. No birth- great mass into Day's cheese and the day parties the first evening in camp. tenantry into maggots. The place was Enough of those anon.'

fairly alive with them and "But" A half hour later, “But” found all sketched to his heart's content and quiet in Camp Granite State, two fig to the infinite entertainment of the ures in bed and his own cot inviting others as they saw his creations him. For a moment he stood await take on character and shape. Rough ing some salutation which presently suggestions of background were filled came in the shape of a smothered snore, in that night and really breathed of then turned in with a muttered, “Don't wild life, such a difficult, almost impossee anyone dispensing any oil of joy sible, effect to produce when sketches about here," and went off to sleep with are made in parks or zoos. out further protest. Several times dur To him who, in pure affection, steps ing strenuous dreams Jack heard him within her portals and seeks to know ejaculate, "Whoa, you mutt!" as he her well, Dame Nature unbosoms herrode the trail once more. When jollied self of her choicest treasures, gives about his lameness next morning, he them the right settings and properties retorted: "No wonder-rode all day and says to her admirer : "Do me jusand all night."


With the spirit of the woods "Was that horse well broken to the whispering in his ear and the added saddle?"

inspiration to be drawn from a never “He might have been—I don't know, palling environment, could less be exbut I am positive I was broken on it. pected? It seemed to me to have more bumps Upon approaching camp at the close than a phrenologist's dummy

of the afternoon, shouts and sharp rubbed hard on them all that's

yelps greeted them, while from all cinch. Don't talk about it-even directions people were seen running thoughts on that subject hurt."

toward the woodshed, armed with A fixture about King and Bartlett, every sort of weapon from paddles to both summer and winter without whom peavies. the place could never seem quite the “What's the fuss? Got a camp afire same, is George Day, than whose wis

or has someone brought in a dom regarding this locality, there is barrel?” none better. One has not to resort "Hedgehog in the shed! Hang onto to strategy to secure information from those dogs! The pesky critters never him, it is always the real thing and know enough to let one alone and may be depended upon. What more when they have their own way get natural than that he should be asked peppered with quills. Funny what to designate some spot most likely to fools some dogs are. Had a bull terfurnish good models for the pencil?rier once that got stuck all over with Hie immediately replied: "Porcupine, those things and I had to haul his head in that cliff on King and Bartlett down to a heavy staple in the ground Mountain. See them plainly through and pull them out with forceps. He glasses. Like maggots in cheese." would let go a little howl when I'd get

Following this tip, after breakfast hold of an extra long one and every


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time I pulled, the blood would follow across his shoulders two empty pails. the quilī. Guess I extracted more than At the top of the hill he started to fill a hundred of those things and when I them, when, to his surprise, he heard : let Bill go, he just stood and looked at ‘Woof,' from behind some bushes me with his tongue hanging out and nearby. No 'woofing' should drive his legs wobbling.

him from his work and he took a step "There, you bow-legged chump! in the direction of the sound, but Reckon that'll be just about enough brought up suddenly as he heard vigporcupine for you until long after orous scratchings beyond a big spruce cherries are ripe, eh? You got yours and another emphatic ‘Woof. good and plenty-now don't be a hog; Bear! shot through his mind, and, know when you have a feast and call with one wild glance over his shoulder, it off," was my parting shot at him, as he leaped to the road and charged into he staggered back from a pail of cold camp. George and I were patching a water in the face and slunk under the canoe when he tore along the trail, barn floor. Would you believ: it?—not gasping for breath. three weeks went by before he tackled "Seen a ghost? What's biting you?” another, filled his face with the darts, “ 'Bear! Holy Smoke? — weighed some of which pierced his eyes and I four hundred pounds sure. Up there shot him. Dogs have no sense with by spring—nearly got me—heard him these bristling chaps. Even Irish must grab at a tree and tear the bark all off be kept away."

just as I got away.' By this time the fierce-looking visi- “A bear as near as that in broad daytor was cornered and a love pat across light-did you see him? the nose cut short his visions of fame “ 'Did I see him—sure—no, I guess among porcupines should he escape to I didn't, but he was a buster from his tell the tale of his battle with humans. growl.' He was taken into the woods, buried in “ 'Come on, Irish,' called Harry, and a deep hole and rocks were thrown on followed by his dog and all the men top of him to prevent the dogs from of the camp, he struck the uptrail. digging him up, for his power to make There at the spring was a puddle nine things unpleasant for them remains feet across and in the centre of it with him, even in death. That particu- floated Maurice's hat. In a frenzied iar specimen gave “But” a fine oppor- leap from the farther side he had tunity to study anatomical detail, and cleared the water and shed his head tilhe took advantage of it.

ing in mid-air-guess that's going a "Taint often you are specially few! I could find no trace of bear favored as I am. Rubbered them for a tracks, neither could Irish, so I smelled sketch all afternoon and now one a large-sized polecat somewhere in the throws out his chest and comes into thrilling tale. Sure enough, one of my camp to talk it over. It's a great guides came along just then and standcountry with polite hedgehogs in it.” ing close beside Maurice, 'woofed' sud

That evening at a “birthday party," denly. The fugitive went right into the to which all men were invited, stories air and George grabbed him to hold of all varieties pertaining to wood life him on earth and prevent a stampede, were in order and the hours passed while we roared in unison at his rapidly. Maurice, over in the corner panic. With a gasp of relief Maurice near Fred Allen and a big Elk from made a lunge at the guide and yelled : Livermore, was finally importuned for 'If you're the bear, I'll be a bear killer a bear story, but showing unwillingness right now in dead earnest if you'll tell to contribute his experience, the camp me what music to have for your funproprietor did it for him.

eral. This game cost me a year's "One day last summer, Maurice growth.' started away for the spring up there on “Well, you'll know what to expect the summit, swinging from a beam of yourself if you're ever up against the

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