26 THE CYCLE OF THE SEASONS 



SUMMER I THE FIRST OF THE JULY RUN OF SEA-TROUT. 



of the sandbanks, feeding among the beds of golden kelp and 

 seaweeds, rushing out with great spirit at any gaudy fly, although 

 they greatly favour a ' white admiral,' else a fly made with white 

 wings and scarlet hackle about the body. 



Many a sportsman's paradise is easily accessible by steamboat 

 or railway. Take for example the Eastern Atlantic seaboard of 

 Nova Scotia. The coast is deeply indented by pretty fiords, each 

 receiving its sea-trout or salmon stream, separated by intervals of 

 only a few miles. Take also the romantic island of Cape Breton. 

 Nothing can exceed the striking natural beauty of many of the 

 charming streams and of the lakes embosomed in the woods by 

 which they are fed. 



The month of September ushers in the shooting season in Nova 

 Scotia, when all wild game is at its prime. The sportsman can now 

 choose between cock-shooting with well-broken pointers or setters 

 in the coverts, or snipe-shooting in the open. Should his ambition 

 run towards big game a head of the giant moose, the graceful 

 antlers of a caribou stag, or the jet-black pelt of the American 

 bear he should hire a couple of sturdy backwoodsmen, or preferably 

 members of the fast-vanishing tribe of Micmac Indians, making his 

 way into the interior by means of a birch-bark canoe launched on 

 any one of the several great waterways he may select. Here he 

 may spend a couple of pleasant weeks in the heart of the wilderness, 

 where he cannot fail to learn much about the interesting denizens 



