. Down east latch strings; or Seashore, lakes and mountains by the Boston & Maine railroad. Descriptive of the tourist region of New England . the boundary hills may be crossed and the canoe launchedin Canadian waters. Finally several trails lead over into the Rangeleylakes. When our fickle minded companion had ascertained these facts, hecame to me with the map of Maine in his hand, and called my attentionto a place he had marked over on the West branch of the Penobscot,where he proposed next year to build a camp for a fortnights stay inthe w^oods. Now, says he, turning to the westward, Im thi
. Down east latch strings; or Seashore, lakes and mountains by the Boston & Maine railroad. Descriptive of the tourist region of New England . the boundary hills may be crossed and the canoe launchedin Canadian waters. Finally several trails lead over into the Rangeleylakes. When our fickle minded companion had ascertained these facts, hecame to me with the map of Maine in his hand, and called my attentionto a place he had marked over on the West branch of the Penobscot,where he proposed next year to build a camp for a fortnights stay inthe w^oods. Now, says he, turning to the westward, Im thinking I wontgo away over there, but will strike in here on Dead river. You seemto be quite as much in the wild woods, and yet youre not so far awayfrom telegraph; it doesnt take so much time and expense toget there. Yes, sir, Ill build my camp somewhere there by Bigelow;and then from there Ill go to that interesting old St. Andrews for aWCek, and home by steamer to Portland. Will he, I wonder? 112 CHAPTER XII. ME;NNEbec to the JIndroscoggin. And on their way in friendly chat Now talked of this and then of that.—The UT now let us resume our regular course. From WaterviUe we had an all-day journeyahead of us, for we were bound to the Rangeleylakes. We had been at the head of the St. Croixand the Machias in the Schoodic lakes; campedon Chesuncook whence bulges the Penobscot,and at Moosehead, — reservoir of the we were going to the sources of the droscoggin river. Thus far we had been blessed by beautiful weather, but this morn-ing it was raining with long-restrained energy. This towns well-named, growled Baily, gazing ruefully at thestreams of water coursing down the window-pane. No more appropriately than Bangor, quoth cheerful Prue, whichlike that tune is all ups and do\^Tis. Or Bar Harbor, I add, judging by the empty bottles one seesstacked up at the rear doors of its hotels. Or Bath, Prue chimes in, which sits with its feet in the wa
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