The Trout 



and had fished through the ice; also that the 

 trout ran up to ten pounds in weight. It 

 was to be a veritable voyage of discovery, 

 and Mr. Light was quite desirous to know 

 something of the resources and particulars 

 of the region, having leased the fishing priv- 

 ileges from the Dominion. 



Arriving at the river, I found Mr. Lacs du Rognon 

 Farnsworth — who has written so entertain- 

 ingly of the French inhabitants — established 

 in a pleasant camp a mile below the railroad 

 crossing. I also met Captain Seaton, presi- 

 dent of a Quebec fishing club, the lessee of 

 the Lacs du Rognon, near the railroad 

 crossing of the Batiscan. Captain Seaton 

 showed me a basket of brook trout averag- 

 ing five pounds, but to my surprise he stated 

 that they were taken with the trolling 

 spoon, as the trout of those lakes — more's 

 the pity — utterly refused to take the fly, 

 giving as a reason that those waters 

 abounded in myriads of chub, on which the 

 trout habitually fed. 



We embarked in the canoes and pro- Up the River 

 ceeded up the river, which we found to be 



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