Lincoln telegraph. [volume] (Bath, Me.) 1836-1846, 1840-02-20

Village Of Lincoln-Mary-A Dinner
party-Amusing accidental summerset
The strangers grave-IHe last house
Timber lands.
Awaking in the morning from our first
nights ehcampment, we breakfasted and
started on our way. Our Indian, Peol
Michael, having wounded his foot the eve
ming before, while preparing wood for the
campfire, soon found himself unequal
to the exertion required for showing the
canoe up the rapids which frequently oc-
Cured, and we were obliged, though very
reluctant to part with him; to leave him
at the residence of another Indian on Mat
tanawcook Island. We engaged Louis
Neptune to supply his place. Louis was
a shrewd Indian, about As years old; he
proved very good fellow. only he, like
many Indians and some white people,
loved rum and tobacco rather inconyenient-
ly well.
While the party was delayed at the is
land, | made an excursion TO the neigh
boring village, of Lincoln, formerly Mat
tanawcook found here delightful vii.
lage, springing up amidst the surrounding
wilderness.
did not know at the time that this vii
lage was the home of Mary, the lady so
we'll known TO the readers of the Journal
by the beautiful poetry with which she has
frequently favored US. Had known it,
certainly should have avalled myself of
the opportunity to call on her and pay her
the respect which her amiable talents and
the moral and intellectual pleasure she had
afforded me might demand.
Not long after leaving Lincoln, we stop
ped on an island to dine. A dinner party
in the woods would be rather an amusing
affair othose accustomed only to civilized
life. We all sit down around blazing
fire, each one having the earth for his
chair, chip or piece of bark for his plate,
pint dipper for his coffee cup, and his
fingers for forks, and eat away quite I'M
conceremoniously ON hard biscuit and
fried pork.
Nothing particularly interesting occur
red for the next day or two. The banks
of the river were observed to be higher,
and the land better. For 90 or 80 miles
above Bangor, l observed that mile or
two fiom the shore, on each side of the
river, the land falls off into boys and
swamps but here it appears undulaiing in
gentle hills and valleys for an unknown
distance. In the neighborhood of Malta
wamkeag the soil is good for cultiva-
ton. Above the confluence of the East
aud West Branches of the PeDobscot, it is
rocky and poor. Our route lay up the
west branch. The water was low, the
bed of the stream rocky and the ascent la.
borious.
AS we were passing over rough. rapid
part ofthe river, full of rocks, a flock of
ducks happened to fly over. Hodge, sud-
denly seized with his predominant passion
for shooting, regardless of the depth OF the
river, the swiltness of the current, or the
slippery rocks ofthe bottom, leaped from
the boat after the ducks, but stumbling
over rock he fell headlong, gun, powder
and all under water. While he was pick
ing himself up, the ducks escaped.
Some miles after passing the Forks We
came to the settlement called Schoodis.-
I, consists of one house inhabited, and
three deserted ones. Passing the Village,
we pushed the boat over the falls that &C.
cur here, and stopped just beyond, to din
uot' 1ictC OuC vi thO Poity, ia oNS''Pt-
ing to kindle a fire, placed some powder
on the wood and deliberately proceeding
to blow the coal, received the entire flash
in his face This caused him to make
rather an amusing summerset, kneeling
over, with beard and eyebrows ludicrously
scorched.
A rod or two from the place we dined,
is grave said to be that of stranger who
died here some years ago, and was buried
by those with him under the branches of
pine tree. 1t will be long before wife or
mother will visit this distant and dreary
spot, to moisten the earth with a tear.
Passing on, we came to small lake.
the first that occurs IN ascending the river,
at the foot of the Grand Falls. 1t being
impossible to ascend the falls with the boats
and laborious to carry them around we left
the maine river and passed up the Millin-
oeket stream, intending to cross the Millin-
oeket Lake, and from thence carry over to
the Pemadumcook, or rather branch Of
that lake, where we should meet again the
maine river. Near the mouth of the Mil
Iinoecket is the last house. 1t is occupied,
by Mr. Fowler, who is in no danger of
finding fireplace grow "crowdy" very soon