32 MOOSE-HUNTING, SALMON-FISHING, ETC 



after fishing a while longer without success, I 

 went to camp, to find S. there with a fire under 

 way. They had captured a nine-pounder at 

 the lead of Little Salmon, which gave them 

 great sport. He started him four times before 

 he hooked him, and then he ran and jumped 

 five times. He caught his with a Silver 

 Doctor. Supper was eaten with keen appe- 

 tites, and we felt, out there in the woods by 

 the river, like being in a new world a most 

 delightful one apart from the pesky flies. 

 We always arranged with Mr. M. at the 

 village to send for our fish each night, and 

 put them on ice, so that when on Saturday we 

 were ready for home, they were packed and in 

 good order for us. 



Tuesday morning very early we had break- 

 fast, but did not get to fishing till seven 

 o'clock, on account of river fog, as salmon 

 will rarely start for a fly when that is on the 

 water. Sea fog is quite different. We failed 

 to move any at the pools at the head of Poltz, 

 so we landed on the west side of the river, and 

 walked down the shore to a very inviting pool 

 halfway down the Falls, formed by a ledge 

 projecting from the shore. Upon the very 



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