IN A FISHING COUNTRY 



where the Laurentians are at their highest 

 and wildest, is seldomer traversed and less 

 known than it used to be. Not many ad- 

 venture into it except along established 

 trails; the spirit of exploration summons 

 few, though countless lakes await the fly, 

 and the prizes have not all been won. In 

 thirty years perhaps a score have viewed 

 the Murray's stupendous gorge, as grand as 

 the Saguenay's and more beautiful, though 

 it lies but a day inland. The old genera- 

 tion of men skilled in woodcraft and canoe- 

 craft who knew the disappearing trails, or 

 how to travel without them, are dead or 

 past their work; ferrying passengers to and 

 from the Golf Club does not train their 

 sons to pack and paddle. Even horses fit 

 for a hard bush road cannot easily be 

 found. The amusements that lie at hand, 

 and a growing disposition towards luxury 

 and easy ways, have sapped interest in a 

 rougher and more adventurous life; yet is 

 it hardly imaginable that the best fishing 

 now accessible on the continent will long 

 remain neglected. The wide areas of the 

 Laurentide Park have much land and 

 water unknown in detail, but the discovery 

 of what they contain needs men, equip- 

 ment, and something of a relish for hard- 

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