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The
State
of
New
York
is
remarkable
for
the
number
and
beauty
of
its
lakes
.
One
of
its
frontiers
lies
on
the
vast
sheet
of
Ontario
,
while
Champlain
stretches
nearly
a
hundred
miles
along
another
.
Oneida
,
Cayuga
,
Canandaigua
,
Seneca
,
and
George
,
are
all
lakes
of
thirty
miles
in
length
,
while
those
of
a
size
smaller
are
without
number
.
On
most
of
these
lakes
there
are
now
beautiful
villages
,
and
on
many
of
them
steamboats
.
Chingachgook
laid
aside
his
paddle
;
while
Uncas
and
the
scout
urged
the
light
vessel
through
crooked
and
intricate
channels
,
where
every
foot
that
they
advanced
exposed
them
to
the
danger
of
some
sudden
rising
on
their
progress
.
The
eyes
of
the
Sagamore
moved
warily
from
islet
to
islet
,
and
copse
to
copse
,
as
the
canoe
proceeded
;
and
when
a
clearer
sheet
of
water
permitted
,
his
keen
vision
was
bent
along
the
bald
rocks
and
impending
forests
,
that
frowned
upon
the
narrow
strait
.
Heyward
,
who
was
a
doubly
interested
spectator
,
as
well
from
the
beauties
of
the
place
as
from
the
apprehension
natural
to
his
situation
,
was
just
believing
that
he
had
permitted
the
latter
to
be
excited
without
sufficient
reason
,
when
the
paddle
ceased
moving
,
in
obedience
to
a
signal
from
Chingachgook
.
"
Hugh
!
"
exclaimed
Uncas
,
nearly
at
the
moment
that
the
light
tap
his
father
had
made
on
the
side
of
the
canoe
notified
them
of
the
vicinity
of
danger
.
"
What
now
?
"
asked
the
scout
;
"
the
lake
is
as
smooth
as
if
the
winds
had
never
blown
,
and
I
can
see
along
its
sheet
for
miles
;
there
is
not
so
much
as
the
black
head
of
a
loon
dotting
the
water
.
"
The
Indian
gravely
raised
his
paddle
,
and
pointed
in
the
direction
in
which
his
own
steady
look
was
riveted
.
Duncan
's
eyes
followed
the
motion
.
A
few
rods
in
their
front
lay
another
of
the
low
wooded
islets
,
but
it
appeared
as
calm
and
peaceful
as
if
its
solitude
had
never
been
disturbed
by
the
foot
of
man
.
"
I
see
nothing
,
"
he
said
,
"
but
land
and
water
;
and
a
lovely
scene
it
is
.
"
"
Hist
!
"
interrupted
the
scout
.
"
Ay
,
Sagamore
,
there
is
always
a
reason
for
what
you
do
.
'
Tis
but
a
shade
,
and
yet
it
is
not
natural
.
You
see
the
mist
,
major
,
that
is
rising
above
the
island
;
you
ca
n't
call
it
a
fog
,
for
it
is
more
like
a
streak
of
thin
cloud
--
"
"
It
is
vapor
from
the
water
.
"
"
That
a
child
could
tell
.
But
what
is
the
edging
of
blacker
smoke
that
hangs
along
its
lower
side
,
and
which
you
may
trace
down
into
the
thicket
of
hazel
?
'
Tis
from
a
fire
;
but
one
that
,
in
my
judgment
,
has
been
suffered
to
burn
low
.
"
