450 WALL STREET AND THE WILDS 



Jefferson won a wager of me by betting that I 

 couldn't continue casting for salmon for five 

 minutes without wiping the insects from face or 

 hands. In half the time I was tortured beyond 

 my power of resistance. But though I caught no 

 salmon with my camera and few with my rod, 

 there remains to me the memory of long and de- 

 lightful evenings running well into the night 

 when I listened to the gentle philosophy and the 

 quiet humor of a most lovable man. When I 

 tried to picture members of his family he said to 

 me: 



"Catch 'em when they're not looking," and in 

 that sentence condensed half the philosophy of 

 camera portraiture. 



I tried to group his family about a rock for a 

 picture and each effort of mine made matters 

 worse, but a fraction of a minute of his work pro- 

 duced an ideal grouping. Later I spoke to him 

 of the natural way in which the children tumbled 

 about him on the stage in his Rip Van Winkle 

 play. 



"The more natural thev looked the more 



