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great as to break the seine. The water being very 

 clear, we conld see an immense number of fish in 

 the seine; not less, as we judged, than thirty barrels. 

 I jumped in where the water was three feet deep, 

 and held one side of the seine, while Jones held the 

 other , but in spite of all our efforts, two-thirds of 

 the fish escaped. We secured, however, about ten 

 barrels. The seine was so badly torn that it occu 

 pied three of us nearly a day to repair it ; while so 

 engaged Whitmore, Campbell and the boys went 

 out with the dogs and killed three deer. On draw- 

 ing the net again, the fish had all disappeared ; and 

 we caught but twenty or thirty. At Horse Creek, 

 seventeen miles below, we killed two deer. That 

 evening I was at Oil Creek, three miles below, and 

 there I heard that two men named Cams, had 

 threatened, if we hunted any farther down the river, 

 to shoot our dogs, tar and feather me, and then, if 

 the others did not leave the vicinity, to treat them 

 to a coat of the same. I told my informant that I 

 should come down there and hunt, and give the 

 Cams an opportunity of executing their threat, if 

 they could ; but I thought it was .a game at which 

 two could play. I considered their interference 

 entirely uncalled for, unless I killed a deer on their 

 own land. Mrs. Holiday, who kept a tavern for 

 raftsmen, said they were ugly men, and ad7ised me 

 to keep away, as she was unwilling to have an old 

 customer injured. The next day the Cams went 

 down to Franklin, five miles below their residence, 

 and said that a man named Tome, and two others, 



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