Burlington free press. [volume] (Burlington, Vt.) 1827-1865, 1860-09-14

On the wall of his barn was stretcned 'h'
slim of n moose. few of which yet remain
in the depths of the wilderness. A well keP'
Garden was near the house, green c'ln'
lettuce and other vegetables from whicn
pornlshed the dinner table. But, though IL
is lovely. it must be lonely place TO ii'0
in SO far away from any body and every
body. But he is queer character TINS same
{" Ned Buntline," and, perhaps, loves oda
nIsces TO live in. We heard many stories Oh
him. before we left that region, some Oh
which didn't quite tally with what he 'Oid
himself If his achievements. lie got over
his crustiness before we left, and urged US to
stav over night but we couldn't do 1t Win
anv comfort, knowing how it would incon-
venience him. and after looking few min
utos at Blue Mountain Lake, the head waters
If the Racket River, we turned back.
We were In time to get out of the crooked
Marion River before dark, and went back
through RACKET Lake in the evening, reach
ing Kellogg's about nine. The family at
Kellogg were just preparing for bed, when
we arrived, but set zealously to work to get
some supper, after hearing of our mlsadVen-
lures, and we did full justice to the supper
YOU may be assured. No end of Jokes were
cracked. that night and next morning, about
our trip. 1t was decidedly the event of the
season.
Next morning, all hands were out to geta
deer Nv station was on littleIsland short
distance from the lower end of the lake, and
there | staid three hours and half. There
is no fun in that sort of hunting. To wait
and watch one, two or four hours, some
times in the full blaze Of the burning sun,
listening for the bark of the hound, looking,
till YOUR ewes fail, to sec the deer break
cover and dash into the lake, till you see
another boat come rowing up from three
miles off, with the deer, in triumph,-or as
was the case tins time, and several time,
before. without a sign Of deer,-therc Is
very little sport in it.
The deer are not so plentiful here as they
were a few years ago, and will soon be exter-
/ minated without doubt. Many are killed by
sportsmcn every summer, and more yet by
hunters in the winter For some time last
winter venison was cheaper in the New York
market. than beef But after every horn
| las long vanished, after the looms crazy cry
Is no more heard, and the stately pines and
hemlocks have fallen before the lumbermen'
axe, and the ringing strokes OF the saw, and
the whirr of the grstmill, are heard on eve
/ ~ rapid, crowds after crowds Of delighted
visitors will come to this beautiful region,
to feast their eyes on the imperishable grace,
Of the scenery.
Down Racket River, and Racket Lake
again, the guides running down the rapids
while we landsmen walked round them-ex
cepting Buttermilk Falls-we reached Cary:
again in time for supper last night. Today
we have spent quiet Sunday here. We
were told that there would be preaching at a
school house about three miles down the
lake, at p NJ. So after dinner we rowed
lelsurely down the lake to meeting, getting
there JUST In time to hear the closing prayer
We had been misintoTmed as to the time and
- lost the only chance of attending church
we have had
Tomorrow we turn our faces homeward!
by land, coming out on the Lake at Crown
Point. We shall do Mount Marcy on ou1
way.
Mail facilities are scarce in this region
The nearest post Office is forty miles off
Iuls-, we happen to oyertakc some one
gong directly out, l shall have to bring this
letter To you myself.
Yours Ben