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lence upon their own part, court dis- 
courtesy at the hands of those living 
near streams that are often boated and 
fished, that afterward complain of the 
treatment received. 
The next afternoon we again broke 
camp and started for River Lake, a 
short distant farther ‘down stream. 
Here we arrived in good season to pitch 
camp and get supper beforedark. Set- 
ting up the tents was a short job, for 
they were both small, 7x7 feet in size. 
A large tentin migratory camping is a 
nuisance that I can heartily condemn 
from personal experience. All that a 
tent is used for is sleeping quarters and 
to keep off the rain. A tent is an in- 
sufferably hot thing in the day time, 
and, if opened to give circulation, lets 
ina number of pestiferous mosquitoes 
to spoil completely any attempt to 
sleep when the night comes. 
We stopped at River Lake until the 
morning of the 5th, and our success in 
angling being poor, we again departed 
farther down stream. About a mile 
below our previous camp we com- 
menced finding fish. In a very short 
time we had three fine bass and a nice 
pike on our string. Every pool we now 
passed aided us in swelling our catch, 
and as shortened shadows showed that 
noon was hear, we sought the bank and 
ate a hearty lunch, not preparing a 
regular meal. A short distance below 
where we had eaten, we came upon a 
scene so very beautiful that we could 
not but stop to admire it. 
The north bank, heavily wooded, 
sloped down to a point of dry shingle, 
covered with gravel and scattered with 
large boulders projecting into the river, 
below which, swinging close into the 
bank, lay a deep pool. Around the 
point of shingle the river rushed in a 
swift rapid, divided by a small island 
The American Angler 
covered by a clump of beautiful wil- 
lows. 
The scene so impressed us that we 
resolved to stop, and, as there is an 
ideal camping spot here, we soon had 
our camp snugly arranged upon the 
bank overlooking the pool. Towards 
evening, after a good rest, we started 
down stream with bait and fly rods, and 
returned well satisfied with a very fine 
string of bass, the largest in number 
and size taken so far on the trip. 
In this beautiful spot we lingered un- 
til Monday the 8th, taking a great many 
more fish than we could by any means 
consume, but easily disposed of all we 
did not need by giving them to the 
farmers we found living near the river. 
On Monday we started for Colon, at 
which place we expected to be joined 
by Scissors, a gentleman who combines 
all the qualities of an ardent sportsman 
with those of an excellent comrade and 
true friend. Of course it was some- 
what annoying to have one in the party 
who always caught the largest fish at 
night when sleeping. To be brought 
up standing at 1 o’clock in the morn- 
ing by a wild yell from your bedfellow 
of : 
‘<See him! see him! Look at his 
awful mouth! ha! ha! ha! whoopee, 
I’ve got him!” ending with another 
yell and a flopping of his arms as he 
swung an imaginary fish hard enough 
to have landed it in the next county. 
Two or three taps from one of our 
shoes administered with a force pro- 
portionate to the aggravation, upon the 
spot where it would do the least harm 
and most good, generally gave us peace 
for another hour or two. Drummer 
generally administered these doses. 
He does not belong to the homeopathic 
school. 
All this has been a little premature, 
