Nepigon River Fishing 



clacks are populous with inns. Tanners 

 and lumbermen have swept the sheltering 

 forests from the shrinking waters of Penn- 

 sylvania. The fountains leaping from the 

 Catskills are prisoned in tame preserves 

 long before they braid together the stately 

 Delaware. A thousand miles eastward, 

 where St. Lawrence meets the sea, lie the 

 placid pools around Chaleur Bay, and the 

 wild glens alive with salmon, furrowing 

 the northern shore. A thousand miles 

 westward, where its sources spring, a tangle 

 of lakelets and their outlets teems with 

 trout. 



Between the Huronian rock spine of 

 Canada and those five unsalted seas looped 

 in a girdle binding rather than parting the 

 Dominion and the Republic, as well as 

 north of the lower St. Lawrence, there 

 spreads a maze of countless lakes, each fed 

 from the mountains by many streams, and 

 each pouring by one river into the greater 

 waters. Of those distinguished by a name, 

 the chief ones, tracing them westward, are 

 the St. John, the Sturgeon, Simcoe, Mus- 

 koka, Nipissing, and Nepigon. They form 

 a series of filtering basins, catching the 

 highland drainage, often through chan- 

 nels hundreds of miles long, holding its 

 sediment, and delivering a clear flood to 



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