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of the island. Great rollers broke upon the beach, and 

 compelled us to move our camp to higher ground, 

 though still under the shelter of the trees. We were 

 monarchs of all we surveyed, or, at least, all we could 

 walk on, imprisoned and quarantined by Dame Nature. 

 Thomas diverted himself by floating logs from the end 

 of the island down the current with a long line and 

 baits attached, which were always swept round and 

 returned by the backwater with most of the baits gone. 

 However, some good fish were caught on baited lines 

 tied to upright poles planted among the rocks. On 

 the evening of the second day Thomas and Olivier 

 managed to get across the narrow channel which sepa- 

 rated us from the mainland in order to procure some 

 birch bark to repair the canoe. During their absence 

 the wind, which had lulled, increased, and caused them 

 to hurry back, giving them a most difficult crossing. 

 Next morning it had sufficiently abated to allow us to 

 leave our island, which had been our home for five 

 days, though I had only been able to angle during 

 three. 



As we were starting, three canoes, with three men 

 and three boys, came by, on their way, as they in- 

 formed us, to their summer quarters on the Eiviere 

 de la Pipe, and who were able to give us salt, of which 

 we were in need, in exchange for salmon. On the 

 bottom of one of the canoes lay a pike of apparently 

 151bs. For some Canadians the inland north-eastern 

 territories for instance, Labrador have a vast 

 attraction. But one is rarely repaid, except in fishing, 



