Worcester daily spy., 1859-10-15
A PEDESTRIAN TOUR IN MAINE.

Correspondence of the Spy.
CAMDEN Sept. 8, 1859.
A night of sound repose followed our adyen-
lures on Mount Katahdin, and after a we'll
prepared breakfast of fresh trout we embark
ed again in our canoe. The object of this part
OF our journey was now consummated, and
from the heart of the wilderness we looked for
ward to six days of further wanderings before
we se3u1d reach Bangor. The monotony Of
tie first part of the way was often broken by
an exciting chase after ducks, or a pleasant
stroll on shore, in search of game. The path
of the river lies through wild and varied seem
cry. Its waters are excellent to drink, and
much of the way, flow over edges of slate
rock. Almost every variety of forest trees,
particularly the BIRCH maple, spruce, pine,
and hemlock, line the banks Tracks of
moose, bears, and wolves, were numerous
and to remind us that these solemn solitudes
are sometimes visited by human kind, sundry
articles left by lumbermen met our eyes.
Round blazing camp fire we were night
ly lulled to rest by the ripping river. Ere
quently, strange noises awoke us from our
slumbers, when one of us would stir the fire
and roll on new log. At such times our
guide was in the habit of smoking his pipe
Frequently, when he thought us asleep, have
we watched him. The tlickering fire cast
shades of light across his swarthy but amiable
countenance, while, with his legs crossed un-
der him, he demurely filled his pipe. Then
leaning on his elbow, and gazing intently at
the klndling embers, he smoked away to sleep.
As we t1oated down the river, our attention
was often drawn to birds of elegant plumage
and ever and anon, high over hill and noun
tain peak, SCARED the American eagle. In ver-
dant hooks, by the river we were instructed
to watch for game. We had been padding
lelsurcly under shade of the trees in the latter
part of a pleasant afternoon, when coming
suddenly to one of these Places we saw a
moose, with his head under water, eating the
long grass. Our inexperience with a rifle, to
say nothing of the particular skill required in
canoe, was sufficient reason for allowing the
shot to our guide who, with unerring aim,
fired ball directly through the breast of the
moose. With bound he cleared the margin,
and plungng desperately into the woods, fell
dead only few rods distant. The meat was
very good and what we did not use our guide
preserved by smoking, and carried home.
Bears had crossed our track on previous oc-
caslonS, WHICH we uld not think best to mo-
lest; but this was the first time we had seen
moose, and we congratulated ourselves on Sc
curing the prize so promptly.
The sun was setting iii splendor behind bro
ken clouds, when, after several hours of mo.
notonous sailing through dense woods, we
rounded bend of the river, and were unex-
pectedly ushered through narrow pass on to
the calm bosom of the Pemadumcook lakes.
The low wooded shores sloped gracefully back
to hills and mountains Far behind, cold and
silent, rose the giant form OF Mount Katah-
din. The intense quiet was unbroken, save
only by the dp-dip of our paddles Not a
breath stirred the air, and the clear depths of
the lake reflected the glory of this heaven sent