148 NEW BRUNSWICK. 



"raging canawl" is nothing to it! Such quick time was 

 never made in the Erie ditch. 



The best angling grounds are some eight or ten miles 

 down, but the horses are occasionally halted at a good hole, 

 from which a few pound-trout are taken. Then they are 

 cracked up again, and away they gallop through brambles 

 and hazel brush, and under arching branches which droop so 

 low as to sweep off the deck-load clean and leave loose hats 

 floating twenty rods astern. The river is rather narrow and 

 in some places shallow, but so transparent that in the deepest 

 holes we can^see the great trout swimming in schools that 

 darken the bottom. At the " Big Hole," however, is the place 

 to fish. There the horses are tied up, and the sport begins. 

 No use putting on more than one fly here ! You are certain 

 to take as many trout as there are hooks, every time ; and it 

 is no ordinary angler who can land two heavy fish from the 

 same cast. Here one can bring his barrel of salt and take 

 home his three barrels of fish dressed and split, at the end 

 of a week. There are splendid camping places all along the 

 banks, which invite the angler to tarry long ; but a week of 

 slaughter will be found sufficient. One tires of excess, even 

 in trout-fishing. To those who cast their lines in ordinary 

 streams, these may seem fishermen's stories ; but truth it is that 

 four hundred and forty fish have been taken in one day from 

 the Tabusintac on a single heavy bait-rod ! 



Very few salmon visit these waters from year to year ; but 

 under the new regime and efforts of the Fishery Inspectors, 

 it is believed that they will presently become abundant. 



We take the stage in the morning for Bathurst, on the Bay 

 Chaleur. 



