. Through the wilds; a record of sport and adventure in the forests of New Hampshire and Maine . without you,and Dick gave his elder friend a good-natured poke in the young gentlemen thus brought to our notice have long been friends, and are totake a summer vacationtogether in New England,and have already resolvedto spend the most of it inthe woods. The youngest of theparty, Dick Burton, wasthe son of a wealthy spec-< ulator, whose parents, atthe present time, wereabroad, and being offeredhis choice between join-ing them for the summerin Europe or visiting the wilds of Maine with a
. Through the wilds; a record of sport and adventure in the forests of New Hampshire and Maine . without you,and Dick gave his elder friend a good-natured poke in the young gentlemen thus brought to our notice have long been friends, and are totake a summer vacationtogether in New England,and have already resolvedto spend the most of it inthe woods. The youngest of theparty, Dick Burton, wasthe son of a wealthy spec-< ulator, whose parents, atthe present time, wereabroad, and being offeredhis choice between join-ing them for the summerin Europe or visiting the wilds of Maine with a party of hischums, had accepted the latter alternative as promising the mostpleasure. Dick was a few months over fifteen, fond of shootingand fishing, and thought that a European tour would suit him alittle better later in life. For the present, he preferred a visit to thebright lakes and sparkling streams where the speckled trout areeasily lured to rise to an artificial fly, and in whose forest bordersa quick eye, a steady hand, and a true aim, would furnish a fatbuck for the camp THE CAMPING PARTY. THROUGH THE WILDS. 3 His closest friend and steady companion, Fred Holmes, nearlya year older than Dick, was the son of a well-known clergymanof the Hub, whose family name, for various reasons, we havechanged, and was known to his intimate friends only as the Parson. Fred had studied a little too hard the past year, andhis father had arranged the present excursion for his son, whilethe boy had made choice of companions, the three friends whoaccompanied him. The third in the party, Edward Bailey, or Ned as his chumscalled him, was seventeen years of age, the son of a wealthydry-goods merchant, who had intended him for the same Ned declared he would never be a counter-jumper, his tastesrunning in an entirely different direction. He had a decided pen-chant for work requiring the use of tools, and he hoped to be amachinist or engineer. The eldest of the group who
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