2 20 Hunting Big Game 



possessions for a hasty start, and after break- 

 fast all hands were piling into the birch canoes, 

 and sad was the parting as we rounded the 

 point and saw the last glimpse of our Lodge 

 camp. On our way across the lake one of the 

 party threw his troll into the water, unwound 

 his reel, and scarcely had the shining object as 

 it revolved in the clear water disappeared when 

 we heard him shout, " I have him! " and he be- 

 gan to haul in and landed a four-pound 

 lake trout for lunch. The country was full 

 of beautiful little lakes, and after making sev- 

 eral short portages we halted for lunch at the 

 beginning of a long rough portage, and while 

 the guides were carrying the equipment across 

 the portage the tenderf eet were trying to start 

 a fire. It had rained considerably and every- 

 thing was wet, and it was with the greatest 

 difficulty a light could be secured. Finally, 

 the fire was going and things looked favorable 

 for a good lunch. The gong sounded heavy 

 and dull in the atmosphere laden with rain, 

 but all the more sweet to the hungry pack. 



We had just about got well started on the 

 meal when the flood-gates of the happy hunt- 



