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We ate the inconnu then and many times after- 

 ward, far above the Arctic Circle. It has not the 

 taste of the salmon at all. Served often on the 

 same table with whitefish, we found that after a 

 time we gravitated toward the dish of whitefish, 

 which is more delicate though also fat. There is 

 perhaps a slight richness or oiliness in the taste of 

 the inconnu. 



One is apt to eat rather too much of it at first, 

 especially if one has undergone a preparatory course 

 of kippered herring. None the less it is an excellent 

 table fish and as such it is put up by thousands and 

 hundreds of thousands in the Far North; also, as 

 food for dogs. I saw many great specimens of this 

 fish, split open along the back like your wife's 

 party gown as they always open fish in the North, 

 and hung out to dry around Indian camps. At 

 Fort McPherson I saw two taken from one net 

 which I thought would weigh forty pounds apiece, 

 and I have heard they go to sixty pounds. 



The inconnu is not a salmon but it is more of a 

 sporting fish than any but the Atlantic salmon. It 

 strikes the trolling bait freely, is not shy, and puts 

 up quite a scrap in spite of its squarehead look. It 

 was one of the regrets of our Northern trip that 

 we had no flyrod along with us. I would gladly 

 have given a hundred dollars for a flyrod during 



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