82 FISH : THEIR HABITS AND HAUNTS. 



A DAY ON GRAND LAKE STREAM. 



A party of two left Boston at eight 

 o'clock one Monday morning in June in the 

 steamer "New England," Captain Winches- 

 ter, for Calais. We had a fine trip to Portland, 

 where we stopped about an hour. Arriving 

 at Eastport, we left the steamer and took 

 the river boat called the "Queen," for Calais. 

 We reached Calais at three on Tuesday 

 afternoon and remained over-night. Next 

 morning we went by train to Lewy's Island, 

 a ride of forty miles. There we found our 

 guide, one of the best, an Indian of the 

 first class named Piel Tomah (since this 

 trip I have had as guides his two sons, 

 of whom I shall speak later), and our cook, 

 with two canoes for us. We bought the 

 more bulky articles needed, such as pork, 

 potatoes, meat, and eggs, and embarked 

 upon the waters of Big Lake. This lake is 

 about twelve miles long, and we much en- 



