Essex County herald. [volume] (Guildhall, Vt.) 1873-1964, 1916-05-05

fumed air! Oh see her grace, Miss
Solomon's seal, shaking her bejew-
elled head in merry laughter. How
coy she appears; but you may have
kiss from her red lips if you but
stoop to take it." The tents were
pitched and a supper soon prepared.
A campfire was found necessary and
the party stretched out on their
blankets before it. WAL" ex-
claimed Hunter John, slapping his
cheek, these skeeters are a leetle
the biggest that ever called for
board n lodgin' O. me-" After
buildin' smudging fire with green
boughs to drive off the mosquitoes
and amounting freely with a prep
aration they called mosquito balm,
the party retired to their tents and
to slumber. With the early dawn
Hunter John bounded out and sang
in voice more noted for volume
than training, stave or two from
some childhood song. He flew
around very nimbly in the prepara-
tons for morning. The fire was
soon cracking, the coffee sleeping,
and the sizz of frying pork was, as
Hunter John remarked, A kind O.
hushin sound to an appetite to en-
courage it to be patient few min
utes longer" In another frying
pan mass of sliced potatoes were
softenng down from rawness to
doneness, Baptiste Ramoux was
making pancakes and frying them
in saucepan till done on one side,
then with dexterous firt and toss
of the pan turning the cake to fry
on the other side. We'll, declare"
said Judge Markham, The more we
eat and the heartier the last meal,
the hlngrier we are for the next.
That's so" said Uncle Ez,
health n appetite are presidin'
elders in this circuit"
The breakfast disposed of, the tin
dishes washed and packed, the party
was soon in march ere the dew was
off the leaves. Their path brought
them to the shores of Lake Mem
phremagog. The little village of
Lakebridge, near the head of this
beautiful international sheet of
) water, afforded shelter for their
| horses, while they embarked on
=, small sail boat which they chartered
for a run down the lake. To Hunter
John it was g novel experience.
'Wa-al," said he, as the beat to
: do her best sailing leaned over ON,
: her side, "wa,al, this water wagin
! has a keerless, tipoverish kind of
, move. burned if she don't threaten
to capsize." And as the sail bellied
: out under the breeze, he exclaimed,
} Gracious Peter! See that piece O.
{ cloth foppin' like a woman's shawl
] in gust O. wind. But Pm sort O.
/ feared the blamed thing'll upset US.
: We're fearful nigh the dippin' pint
, now"
a The amused captain explained to
7 Hunter John that the boat did the
1 best work when off an even keel"
t She lays over when she's down
g to her best business?"
r The others were much delighted
t with the scenery of the wooded
: lake and listened to the captains
n stories of early incidents and tradi-
o tions connected with it. Said he,
r This lake is some thirty miles long
a and from one to four miles wide.
a During the French and Indian wars,
+ the Indians used to communicate be-
y tween Canada and the Colonies by
5 way of this lake. They would come
!, down in their bark canoes from the
e st. Lawrence, up the St. Francis
d and Magog rivers, through this lake.
:. then up the Clyde river to Island
y Pond. From there they made port
{ age of few miles to the Nulhegan
: river which flows into the Connec-
is ticut. Such was the route of war
v parties in the Colonial times in their
= forages upon the outlying New Eng