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'The trail was a veritable 'Lovers' Lane.' "
years ago. The remains of the long rows
of cabins, the saloons, and the dance halls
were swept away by the great freshet of
fifteen years ago. Instead of the boister-
ous merriment of the saloons, the music
and revelry of the dance halls, and the
shouts and cries of the streets, seethed
as they were by the restless stampede of
2000 men, there is naught to break the mountain quiet but the songs of the birds, the barking of the squirrels, and the chat- ter of the creek.
We armed ourselves with fishing tackle and a camera and struck up the creek. The trail we followed to the fishing grounds was a veritable "Lovers'
