HUNGRY TROUT 15 



During that day Jack went to the lake, 

 and brought back five ducks, while Bob and 

 I went down the stream, and each caught 

 as many beautiful trout of uncommonly large 

 size as we cared to carry home. The fishing 

 was just immense. We used, for bait, moose 

 meat and the white grubs found in old 

 decayed logs. The spot where we got the 

 catch was at the head of a pool, 400 yards 

 below where the tree crossed the stream. 

 We each cut a pole about 12 feet long, 

 and took our stand. As soon as we threw 

 in our bait, the water was literally boiling 

 with fish, which became so ravenous after a 

 little while, that they actually jumped out of 

 the water for the bait before it touched it. 

 We captured thirty-three, in an amazingly 

 short time, and from appearances could have 

 taken three hundred and thirty-three, as they 

 seemed just as plentiful when we left off 

 fishing as when we began. These were the 

 real sea trout, with bright silvery sides and 

 salmon-coloured flesh, and were as sweet and 

 delicious when coming from the pan or 

 broiled on sticks before the fire as are the 

 ittest salmon. We just feasted on them, 



