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water, and that small hooks would not hold two-pound 

 trout in a roaring, raging torrent. We fished from our 

 canoes. If we found a place where trout were plentiful 

 we anchored below some big rock, or in an eddy, and 

 cast on either side. The trout, when struck, had usually 

 to be pulled up through the rapids in a manner that 

 seriously threatened to break our bamboo rods. 



From Alexandra Falls we crossed a portage of two 

 and a half miles, and afterward some lesser portages, 

 to a point known as Camp Cincinnati. Here we had 

 excellent fishing in about a mile of rapids, with falls 

 above and below. There are two fine large pools above, 

 which we visited. In one of them I took three two- 

 pound fish within ten minutes. The three all dashed 

 at my hook the first time it was cast near them. One 

 was happy enough to get it, and the others chased him 

 around even when we were netting the first one, and 

 made efforts to snatch the fly from his mouth. My guide 

 tried to net one of the free fish, but missed him. One 

 rod this day took fifty-six pounds of trout. 



At Camp Victoria, some miles farther up the river, 

 we stayed several days, making excursions across to 

 Lake Nipigon, about six miles away, and to the Virgin 

 Falls, seven miles up the river, near where the river 

 leaves the lake. The Hudson Bay employees do not 

 follow the river to the lake ; they cut across through 

 Lake Hannah, and carry over a low divide a mile wide 

 to the south shore of Lake Nipigon. 



At Camp Victoria the fishing-grounds were on the 



