The Camp on Beardsley Brook.—Page 27 (Frontispiece.)

CONTENTS.

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CHAPTER I. 1

Off to the Squatooks.—The Panther at the Parsonage.—Bear vs. Birch-Bark

CHAPTER II. 27

The Camp on Beardsley Brook.—A Tiger’s Plaything.—A Fight with the Hounds of the Sea.—The Bull and the Leaping-Pole.—Saved by the Cattle

CHAPTER III. 66

At Camp de Squatook.—A Night Encounter.—Bruin and the Cook.—An Encounter with Peccaries.—Idyl of Lost Camp.—The Cart before the Steer

CHAPTER IV. 116

More of Camp de Squatook.—Lou’s Clarionet.—Jake Dimball’s Wooden Leg.—Peril among the Pearls.—The Dogs of the Drift.—Ben Christie’s Bull Caribou.—Labrador Wolves

CHAPTER V. 177

Squatook River and Horton Branch.—Wrecked in a Boom-House

CHAPTER VI. 195

The Camp on Squatook River.—Saved by a Sliver.—Skidded Landing.—A Mad Stallion.—An Adventure with a Bull Moose.—Dan

CHAPTER VII. 237

The Camp on the Toledi.—Tracked by a Panther.—An Adventure in the Florida Hummocks.—The Junior Latin Scholarship.—A Bull and the Bicycle.—The Den of the Gray Wolf

CHAPTER VIII. 289

The Toledi and Temiscouata.—Chopping him Down.—A Rude Awakening.—Saved by a Hornets’ Nest

CHAPTER IX. 315

The Last Camp-fire.—Indian Devils.—Bruin’s Boxing-Match.—The Raft Rivals

LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS.

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The Camp on Beardsley Brook (Frontispiece).

“I could hear the Animal plunging in Pursuit” 19

“Laboriously, very Deliberately, I got My Sight” 32

“I was forced to leap Desperately” 48

“With the next Thrust I slid like Lightning down the Middle Channel” 78

Bruin and the Cook 83

“I emptied My Revolvers rapidly, and half a dozen Animals dropped” 94

“It seemed to strike Him as decidedly Queer” 140

“From a Giant Limb overhead Her Long Tawny Body flashed in the Sunlight” 199

“At Last He looked Upward, and saw the Hunter” 221

“Mad with Pain and Fury, He sprang” 249

“Desperately I surged on the Pole” 258

“Tamang came leaping Past with the Bear at His Heels” 303

Saved by a Hornets’ Nest 313

Bruin’s Boxing Match 335

“Slowly battling with the Waves, Jake and His Precious Burden drew Near the Raft” 346

AROUND THE CAMP-FIRE.

CHAPTER I.
OFF TO THE SQUATOOKS.—THE PANTHER AT THE PARSONAGE.—BEAR VS. BIRCH-BARK.

It was toward the end of July, and Fredericton, the little New Brunswick capital, had grown hot beyond endurance, when six devoted canoeists—Stranion, Magnus, Queerman, Sam, Ranolf, and myself—heard simultaneously the voices of wild rapids calling to them from afar. The desire of the woods awoke in us. The vagrant blood that lurks in the veins of our race sprang up and refused to be still. The very next day we fled from the city and starched collars, seeking freedom and the cool of the wilderness.

It was toward Lake Temiscouata and the wilds of the