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Excerpt from Lynx-Hunting, Vol. 4: From Notes by the Author of "Camping Out"A Winter Sunrise. - The spruce-woods. - Our Party. Doctor. Grip. A moose-sled. Our Supplies. Rackets. The Doctor on Rackets for the First Time. The Military Road. Winter Scenery. Rackets on a Steep Hill side. - A lynx-trail. Deer at a Distance. A Frozen Lake. Camping. An Old pine-fire. Pitch-wood. Our First Night in the Woods.T was half-past seven o'clock, the morning of the 9th of January, 1871. We were a merry company; albeit our noses, ears, and toes were a little frosty. We had just been set down at the end of the road, far up in Somerset County (maine), bag and baggage; and the horse-sled which had taken us up from the settle ment five miles below was now just disappearing among the spruces, twenty rods down the snowy trail, on its return. We were fairly launched on the wilderness.About the PublisherForgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.comThis book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.

Excerpt from Lynx-Hunting, Vol. 4: From Notes by the Author of "Camping Out" A Winter Sunrise. - The spruce-woods. - Our Party. Doctor. Grip. A moose-sled. Our Supplies. Rackets. The Doctor on Rackets for the First Time. The Military Road. Winter Scenery. Rackets on a Steep Hill side. - A lynx-trail. Deer at a Distance. A Frozen Lake. Camping. An Old pine-fire. Pitch-wood. Our First Night in the Woods. T was half-past seven o'clock, the morning of the 9th of January, 1871. We were a merry company; albeit our noses, ears, and toes were a little frosty. We had just been set down at the end of the road, far up in Somerset County (maine), bag and baggage; and the horse-sled which had taken us up from the settle ment five miles below was now just disappearing among the spruces, twenty rods down the snowy trail, on its return. We were fairly launched on the wilderness. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.