68 FISH HARVESTING. 



are so swift that canoes plied by experienced 

 Indians dare not venture to run them. 



Wandering along by this foaming rush of 

 water, one sees numberless scaifoldings erected 

 amongst the boulders rude clumsy contrivances, 

 constructed of poles jammed between large stones, 

 and lashed with ropes of bark to other poles, 

 that cross each other to form stages. Indian 

 lodges, pitched in the most picturesque and lovely 

 spots imaginable, are dotted along from one end 

 of the rapids to the other. Indians from long 

 distances and of several tribes have come here to 

 await the arrival of the salmon. 



Leaning against the trees, or supported by the 

 lodges, are numbers of small round nets (like we 

 catch shrimps with in rocky pools), fastened to 

 handles forty and fifty feet in length. Hollow 

 places are cunningly enclosed, with low walls 

 of boulders, on the river-side of each stage. 



It is early in June ; the salmon have arrived, 

 and a busy scene it is. On every stage plying 

 their nets are Indian fishers, guiltless of garments 

 save a piece of cloth tied round the waist. 

 Ascending the rapids, salmon seek the slack- 

 waters at the edges of the current, and are 

 fond of lingering in the wake of a rock or any 

 convenient hollow; the rock-basins constructed 



