loo The Atlantic Salmon 



darker hues of the spruce and hemlock reaching 

 to the summits, sharply defined against the clear 

 blue sky. The river, recovered from the spring 

 floods, and though still high, is falling, and flows 

 along its course, now through long flats with 

 apparent slowness, now subsiding into ripples as 

 the stream runs over a greater descent or a rock- 

 strewn bottom, now into crested waves which 

 break and foam as they encounter some huge 

 boulder around which they swirl and eddy in 

 angry haste, breaking into gentle ripples, dancing 

 in the sunlight as they reach the pool farther on. 

 Although the " School of Recreation " tells us 

 that " salmon bite best in May, June, and July at 

 three o'clock of the afternoon," and our early 

 belief was that daybreak is the best season for 

 their capture, we take a leisurely breakfast at 

 seven, smoke one pipe, and sally forth to the water 

 at eight, having bestowed much thought as to the 

 size and pattern of the fly we will first show on 

 the pool where no angler has cast one since last 

 year. The river being high but clear, a No. i 

 Jock Scott is chosen, though a friend going to 

 another pool is to try a Silver Doctor of one size 

 smaller. The apocryphal person through whose 

 coming exploits I hope to convey in a pleasing 



