[Illustration: There is a pleasure in the pathless wood, There is a rapture on the lonely shore._Byron_.] Only the touch of the engineer was wanting to send her, once again, on a homeward voyage to the St. Lawrence. Meanwhile, in solemn undertones, she was breathing forth her superabundant steam.…
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