Favorite Fish and Fishing 



Fishing on the Most of my fishing here was from the 



very verge or curve of the fall, where the 

 trout were playing. Strange to say, none 

 went over, as I ascertained by careful 

 watching below. Indeed, there seemed to 

 be none In the circular basin below. I could, 

 at least, see none, neither could I get a rise, 

 though I tried repeatedly. When hooked, 

 on the verge of the fall, the fish always 

 started up stream. As there were two feet 

 of water going over the fall with a velocity 

 of five or six miles an hour, or more, the 

 strength and activity of the trout can be 

 Imagined. These trout were the most 

 beautiful and highly colored I have ever 

 seen; their bellies a bright orange-red, and 

 their sides sprinkled with gold and Intensely 

 crimson spots, and their fins edged with 

 jet black and pure white. The coloration 

 was unusually vivid and pronounced. 



Lake Edward From this camp we could hear all day 



the workmen on the railroad blasting near 

 Lake Edward, which was but a few miles 

 away, and which has since become so noted 

 as a fishing resort. 



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