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Text for Page 093 [08-20-1853]

              to the right, seen in a long blue line, partly hidden by intervening
Islets is Isle Royal.         Before us, and t which we are rapidly
nearing is Pie Island.     Not ill-named, for at first view it bears
a resemblance to a Brobdignagian blane-mange, placed on an
elongated dish.            As we approach it�s majesty and beauty are
more plainly descried.     Thick-leaved, tall forest trees hiding its base
even from the lake�s margin; and rising in a bold beautiful 
onwardly-curving sweep, one vast monstrous mass of trap-rock
so soars up to a height of 850 feet, all forest crowned on its sum-
mit.          Inaccessible to human foot as it seems it has been scaled,
and a spacious lake discovered in its summit.    The bare, brown
rock surface, summit and base verdure hidden is confusedly seen,
the Sun�s rays darting down from above hotly on the dancing waves
of the lake.      A mightly line of rocks, indented, curving, or
boldly projecting along the shore of the mainland; and
before us looming up Thunder Mountain and Cape, 1360 feet
above the water level!         Right well named, for it lay on the
horizon like a vast jagged edged thunder cloud.   We plash on;
and soon the vast ^|giant| promontory is before us, the wild waves raging
and surging ^|for ever| at its base, now as when this continent had not
upheaved its monster bulk from primeval waves, in pre-adamite
cycle of time.   �Twas not inaptly  compared, as to shape,
by Massachusetts born Hillard to a Titanic Crusader�s effigy
on a tomb, with clasped hands, heaven pointing, casque on
head and recumbent figure.        Rocks and precipitous shore
all behind us.          Pie Island, eastwardly seen, has another
mighty-mountain range, partly foliage hidden, partly bare or               
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