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comfortable indeed, thanks to Savary, who has been superintending 

 arrangements all day. * * * * * * 



July 3d. — All up by 6 a. m. Fine sunny morning, westerly wind ; the 

 only drawback being the cursed black fly. Went fishing before breakfast, 

 of course. During the day fished for eight hours altogether. Score in the 

 evening as follows : — 



C. 10, 18, 18, 8, 10, 10, 9, 12, 9 = 104 lbs. 

 S. 10, 11, 8 = 29 " 



D. 12, 12, 10, 17, 8, 8, 11, 8, 11, 6, 8 = 111 " 



Total 244 lbs. . 



Men employed in putting up a second bark hut for themselves, about 

 twenty yards from ours, nearly finished, and very comfortable. Usual hot 

 punch in the evening, and in bed by 11. 



July 4th. — Up £R 5 A. M. Passed the day fishing. Before breakfast I 

 hooked an immense fish close to the great rapid, and got him safely over 

 some rapids below ; after playing him for fully an hour, by which time he 

 had taken me down close to our camp, the hook lost its hold just as the 

 voyageur was in the very act of gaffing — very provoking. Weather not 

 favorable; hot, cloudless, and sultry. Score in the evening as follows: — 



C. 10, 10, 10, 9, 7, 7, 8, 8, 10, 12 = 91 lbs. • 



D. 11, 11, 10, 10, 9, 8 = 59 " 



Total 150 lbs. 



Not having calculated on getting so many fish, we find ourselves already 

 run out of salt ; so the voyageurs were sent off this afternoon in one of the 

 boats to the mouth of the river, twenty-seven miles distant, to procure 

 more salt and barrels. 



Sunday, 5th July. — Slept till a late hour. Strolled in the woods during 

 day. In the evening went up to the great rapids and watched the Salmon 

 moving about in hundreds below the rock we were sitting on — all Salmon 

 congregating and resting here for several days before their attempting to 

 breast this tremendous rush of water. * * On our way home, " Trent" 

 suddenly rushed from the woods and plunged into the river. We saw his 

 head and mouth studded with white objects, which, on getting nearer, we 

 found to be the quills of a porcupine, which he came across in the forest 

 and must have attacked. In this instance the poor dog caught a regular 

 Tartar, hundreds of quills sticking in his head and inside his jaws, taking 



