300 BIRDS OF FIELD, FOREST AND PARK 



awakened. A well aimed shot from a rifle in the 

 hands of an angry guide who strongly objected 

 to being disturbed at such an unseemly hour 

 put an end to the love making. Indeed "he 

 loved not wisely but too well. " 



A Strange Occurrence 



Two friends of mine set out one morning in 

 late September from the Mt. Kineo House for a 

 day's fishing on Moosehead Lake. As it was the 

 open season for duck shooting, guns were taken 

 along with the hope that some of these birds 

 might be found in the sheltered coves about 

 Lily Bay. While disposing of guns and tackle 

 in the light boat preparatory to starting out, 

 the leader attached to one of the lines fell over- 

 board, a fact of which the fishermen were un- 

 aware until a hard jerk on the rod warned them 

 that a trout had struck at the tempting flies. 

 On raising the rod it was found that the leader 

 had parted from the line, and together with the 

 flies had been carried off by the fish. Specula- 

 tion naturally followed as to the size and daring 

 of the trout, but a new cast was quickly made 

 up and attached to the line, and the sport began 

 with little thought of the accident. 



In the late afternoon as they rounded a point 

 which protected a reed-bordered cove, a Wood 

 Duck was seen at some distance, which at their 

 appearance made frantic efforts to fly, but was 

 unable to rise from the water, being held down, 

 as it seemed, by some invisible weight. Ap- 

 proaching within gun shot, the duck was killed, 



