The Land of the Winanishe 



high water ; at a low and bright stage, 

 trout-flies come into play. 



A patch of broue comes swirling along, 

 with a fish in it. It requires a quick hand 

 to put the fly where it will do most good. 

 To a novice it is much like fishing " on 

 the wing," but practice shows where to 

 expect the fish. The rod preferably a 

 light, strong trout-rod, with fifty yards of 

 line on a good check-reel swings, and 

 out goes the fly, which is allowed to sink 

 a few inches, and is then drawn in with 

 a succession of slow and short jerks, not 

 trailed on the surface. The fish, however, 

 is now five yards farther away, and on the 

 other side of the canoe. This constant 

 change in length and direction of cast is 

 one of the main difficulties, as it is one 

 of the excitements, of winanishe-angling. 

 But here come three together - - " un beau 

 gang," to use Joseph's anglicism. The fly 

 falls at the end of a straight line ; a mo- 

 mentary thrill follows a gentle pull ; you 

 strike with the orthodox turn of the wrist, 

 and then blank reaction. The drift 

 of the canoe, or the insetting current, has 

 slackened the line, and the fish has been 

 missed. " C'est dommage, Monsieur, vous 

 1'avez piquee." The fish evidently is 

 piqued in every sense of the term, and will 



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