voyage of the paper canoe-第5章
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Lawrence in quest of a retired spot above the landing of St。 Croix； on the right bank of the river。 The tide had been a high one when we beached our boat at the foot of a bluff。 Two hours later the receding tide left us a quarter of a mile from the current。 The river was fully two miles wide at this point； and so powerful was its current that steamers anchored in it were obliged to keep their wheels slowly revolving to ease the strain on their anchors。 Early on Monday morning we beheld with consternation that the tide did not reach our boat； and by dint of hard labor we constructed a railroad from a neighboring fence； and moved the Mayeta on rollers upon it over the mud and the projecting reef of rocks some five hundred feet to the water； then embarking； rowed close along the shore to avoid the current。 A deep fog settled down upon us； and we were driven to camp again on the left bank； where a cataract tumbled over the rocks fifty or more feet。 Tuesday was a sunny day； but the usual head wind greeted us。 The water would rise along…shore on the flood three hours before the downward current was checked in the channel of the river。 We could not place any dependence in the regularity of the tides； as strong winds and freshets in the tributaries influence them。 Earlier in the season； as a writer remarks； 〃until the upland waters have all run down； and the great rivers have discharged the freshets caused by thawing of the snows in the spring of the year； this current； in spite of tides； will always run down。〃 To the uninitiated the spectacle is a curious one； of the flood tide rising and swelling the waters of a great river some eight to ten feet； while the current at the surface is rapidly descending the course of the stream。
Finding that the wind usually rose and fell with the sun； we now made it a rule to anchor our boat during most of the day and pull against the current at night。 The moon and the bright auroral lights made this task an agreeable one。 Then； too； we had Coggia's comet speeding through the northern heavens； awakening many an odd conjecture in the mind of my old salt。
In this high latitude day dawned before three o'clock； and the twilight lingered so long that we could read the fine print of a newspaper without effort at a quarter to nine o'clock P。 M。 The lofty shores that surrounded us at Quebec gradually decreased in elevation； and the tides affected the river less and less as we approached Three Rivers； where they seemed to cease altogether。 We reached the great lumber station of Three Rivers； which is located on the left bank of the St。 Lawrence； on Friday evening； and moved our canoe into quiet waters near the entrance of Lake of St。 Peter。 Rain squalls kept us close under our hatch…cloth till eleven o'clock A。 M。 on Saturday； when； the wind being fair； we determined to make an attempt to reach Sorel； which would afford us a pleasant camping…ground for Sunday。
Lake of St。 Peter is a shoal sheet of water twenty…two miles long and nearly eight miles wide； a bad place to cross in a small boat in windy weather。 We set our sail and sped merrily on； but the tempest pressed us sorely； compelling us to take in our sail and scud under bare poles until one o'clock； when we double…reefed and set the sail。 We now flew over the short and swashy seas as blast after blast struck our little craft。 At three o'clock the wind slackened； permitting us to shake out our reefs and crowd on all sail。 A labyrinth of islands closed the lake at its western end； and we looked with anxiety to find among them an opening through which we might pass into the river St。 Lawrence again。 At five o'clock the wind veered to the north； with squalls increasing in intensity。 We steered for a low； grassy island； which seemed to separate us from the river。 The wind was not free enough to permit us to weather it； so we decided to beach the boat and escape the furious tempest。 But when we struck the marshy island we kept moving on through the rushes that covered it； and fairly sailed over its submerged soil into the broad water on the other side。 Bodfish earnestly advised the propriety of anchoring here for the night； saying； 〃It is too rough to go on；〃 but the temptation held out by the proximity to Sorel determined me to take the risk and drive on。 Again we bounded out upon rough water； with the screeching tempest upon us。 David took the tiller； while I sat upon the weather…rail to steady the boat。 The Mayeta was now to be put to a severe test； she was to cross seas that could easily trip a boat of her size； but the wooden canoe was worthy of her builder； and flew like an affrighted bird over the foaming waves across the broad water； to the shelter of a wooded； half submerged island； out of which rose； on piles； a little light…house。 Under this lee we crept along in safety。 The sail was furled； never to be used in storm again。 The wind went down with the sinking sun； and a delightful calm favored us for our row up the narrowing river； eight miles to the place of destination。
Soon after nine o'clock we came upon the Acadian town； Sorel； with its bright lights cheerily flashing out upon us as we rowed past its river front。 The prow of our canoe was now pointed southward toward the goal of our ambition； the great Mexican Gulf； and we were about to ascend that historic stream； the lovely Richelieu； upon whose gentle current； two hundred and sixty…six years before； Champlain had ascended to the noble lake which bears his name； and up which the missionary Jogues had been carried an unwilling captive to bondage and to torture。
We ascended the Richelieu； threading our way among steam…tugs； canal…boats； and rafts； to a fringe of rushes growing out of a shallow flat on the left bank of the river； just above the town。 There； firmly staking the Mayeta upon her soft bed of mud； secure from danger； we enjoyed a peaceful rest through the calm night which followed； and thus ended the rough passage of one week's duration from Quebec to Sorel。
CHAPTER III。 FROM THE ST。 LAWRENCE RIVER TO TICONDEROGA； LAKE CHAMPLAIN。
THE RICHELIEU RIVER。 ACADIAN SCENES。 … ST。 OURS。 ST。 ANTOINE。 ST。 MARKS。 BELCEIL。 CHAMELY CANAL。 ST。 JOHNS。 LAKE CHAMPLAIN。 THE GREAT SHIP…CANAL。 DAVID BODFISH 'S CAMP。 THE ADIRONDACK SURVEY。 A CANVAS BOAT。 DIMENSIONS OF LAKE CHAMPLAIN。 PORT KENT。 AUSABLE CHASM。 ARRIVAL AT TICONDEROGA。
Quebec was founded by Champlain； July 3； 1680。 During his first warlike expedition into the land of the Iroquois the following year； escorted by Algonquin and Montagnais Indian allies； he ascended a river to which was afterwards given the name of Cardinal Richelieu； prime minister of Louis XIII。 of France。 This stream； which is about eighty miles long； connects the lake （which Champlain discovered and named after himself） with the St。 Lawrence River at a point one hundred and forty miles above Quebec； and forty miles below Montreal。 The waters of lakes George and Champlain flow northward； through the Richelieu River into the St。 Lawrence。 The former stream flows through a cultivated country； and upon its banks； after leaving Sorel； are situate the little towns of St。 Ours； St。 Rock； St。 Denis； St。 Antoine； St。 Marks； Beloeil； Chambly； and St。 Johns。 Small steamers； tug…boats； and rafts pass from the St。 Lawrence to Lake Champlain （which lies almost wholly within the United States）； following the Richelieu to Chambly； where it is necessary； to avoid rapids and shoals； to take the canal that follows the river's bank twelve miles to St。 Johns； where the Canadian custom…house is located。 Sorel is called William Henry by the Anglo…Saxon Canadians。 The paper published in this town of seven thousand inhabitants is La Gazette de Sorel。 The river which flows past the town is called； without authority； by some geographers； Sorel River； and by others St。 Johns； because the town nearest its source is St。 Johns； and another town at its mouth is Sorel。 There are about one hundred English…speaking families in Sorel。 The American Waterhouse Machinery supplies the town with water pumped from the river at a cost of one ton of coal per day。 At ten o'clock on Monday morning we resumed our journey up th
