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Charlie Hale came up from the Bangor camp a short distance below and spent the evening. He struck Johnson and me as a very reliable grave [[?]] and steady man devoid of boasting. He gave us a great deal of information about this region with which he seems very familiar. He says that there are 9 ponds in the Debsconeag chain and that from the 1" to the  20" of Oct the Togue spawn and they can be speared in any quantity on the beds, which he thinks great sport. The best place to troll is just to the left of the thoroughfare for about a quarter of a mile where there is a big rock, the only big rock in that vicinity That just over the high bluff in the N. is the most beautiful sheet of water in this whole region called Hurd Pond: clear spring water sandy bottom and full of trout & togue. It can be reached through a thoroughfare from the river just above the entrance to Debsconeag pond above the falls but the best way to get there is to go into Debsconeag and carry across the hard wood ridge about a mile through open woods - blazed line through the lowest depression. Says there are fine views of Katahdin and as he thinks by far the most beautiful lake in the woods he has ever seen. Was very interesting in his talk will remember him as a guide. This is the eleventh anniversary of dear Gertrudes death. I have thought of her many times today and yesterday and her memory is [[sweetened?]] and softened to me in these solitudes.

Tuesday 15" The most beautiful morning since we have been in the woods. We suddenly made up our minds about 10 o'clock to leave for the Joe Merry Lakes and immediately set about packing up. We got away at 10:30 and passed down the lake which was perfectly calm until after we passed the Ambijejis [[Ambajejus]] House; when the wind began to blow gently and by the time we reached Porus Island it had passed into a gale and Pemadumcook was lashed into white caps. We staid on the Island for a couple of hours and then returned to the mainland not far from the Ambijejis [[Ambajejus]] House where we made camp on the site of a much frequented old camp with its accompaniments of old trousers, shirts, boots, borers [[?]] and general nastiness.