46 MOOSE-HUNTING, SALMON-FISHING, ETC 



any river 3 J Ibs. What a beauty ! I thought 

 at first it was a grisle, as he fought so hard. 

 Here my morning's sport ended, and we started 

 for the camping-ground. Before we reached it, 

 we came to S. and Peter, anchored below Little 

 Salmon (which Falls can be run without risk) 

 at the head of a deep pool, and by the posi- 

 tion of his rod I concluded he must have a fish. 

 As we approached him he accosted me, " Pat, 

 come and gaff this salmon for me. He is a 

 big fellow, and so slightly hooked I dare not 

 attempt to draw him to the boat/' So we 

 pushed out until we were right over him, 

 when Sol cautiously put down the gaff below 

 him, and soon he was coming up and into 

 our boat. He weighed 16^ Ibs. a very pretty 

 fish. The hook had the merest hold of him, 

 and it is a wonder to us all that it held him. 

 He had him over half an hour. 



We then went for the camp gear, which was 

 removed to an island between Little Salmon 

 and Deep Cove, and erected it there a most 

 beautiful place, away from the gaze of 

 strangers. At our first meal here we feasted 

 on trout, which Sol knew how to cook to 

 tempt the appetite. At three o'clock we 



