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After the Great Northern Kail way opened in Seattle, 

 the difference was still more marked. 



During our trip we enjoyed the luxury of trolling 

 for salmon in Puget Sound, both at Seattle and Ta- 

 coma, and with fairly good success. Each of our 

 party, save one (and he was the professional "lone 

 fisherman " of the party) caught one or more salmon. 

 While the sport was very exciting, I confess I was 

 disappointed at the tame fight they make when 

 hooked. There is a good deal more fight and fun in 

 a four-pound bass than you can get out of a sixteen- 

 pound salmon. But they are beauties ; and when you 

 have one of them safely landed and lying in the 

 bottom of the boat, his lack of gameness is overlooked 

 in your admiration of his beauty. Our fifteen-year- 

 old sportsman was not to be outdone by the older 

 hands, for he not only hooked and landed his salmon, 

 but he also landed a trout with the trolling line and 

 spoon, a feat which none of us had ever before 

 heard of. 



It is needless to say that the catching and canning 

 of the salmon is a very large and profitable industry. 

 The number of people dependent upon his iridescent 

 highness for a living, and the number too, in all 

 civilized portions of the globe, who find economical 

 and delicious nourishment in his red and juicy steaks, 

 would be beyond the ken of man to tell. Yet it is 

 safe to say that no one product of our Western-^ 9 



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