92 THE ST. KK<;i8 AND SARANAOS. 



evil, there was suppressed wrath in our hearts. \Ve weiv 

 victims, we had been duped, we were long-eared ani- 

 mals. I Jut we hud enough sense left to order a retreat, 

 and returned to the house as rapidly as possible our guides 

 displaying a mastery of Mir art of row ing, on our return. 

 which, with excessive modesty on their part, had been 

 concealed from us until then. 



This honest tale of fisherman's luck is told tor the sake of 

 the dual moral which it conveys, namely, as a rule, don't 

 lru>t the word of a IJoiiiface of the woods as to where tin- 

 good lishing is, if it happens to be beyond the ran ire of his 

 dinner horn, and don't employ a 'hotel guide " if you can 

 help it. The "independent Lruido " have ;( reputation to 

 make and keep, and their employment depends upon that: 

 bill a mall paid by ;t hotel keeper --o milch for the sea-on. 

 ^ prefers whittling under the \\ ood shed to rowing and rough- 

 ing it, for the same money. 



Our two New York friends had enough of that sort of 

 delusion, and departed in high dudgeon the next morning 

 for I'.-ml Smith's. The Kditor and 1 remained, resolved, in 

 spite of our chagrin and disgust, to lest -till further !he 

 possibilities of the tishing, and to enjoy at lea-l the charm 

 ing scenery. 



