94 MOOSE-HUNTING, SALMON-FISHING, ETC 



the pole to force the boat up the stream, or 

 hold her where she was, but without avail, 

 and the killock was still down. 



The thought flashed over me that we were 

 in a fair way of repeating, with our lives, a 

 very sad occurrence which had happened three 

 weeks before at Baiter's Falls, four miles above 

 Mill Village, on this river, by which a merchant 

 of Halifax, N.S., who had come up for a few 

 days' fishing, had lost his life. He was staying 

 at a house near this fishing-pool, and had 

 on Saturday afternoon started several salmon 

 that would not take. So early on Sunday 

 morning, when the wind was blowing down 

 strongly, he got up and went out to fish. 

 The boat was found under the dam, held there 

 by her killock, which was above it, and his 

 body some distance below. He had evidently 

 been fishing, and so intently that, like myself, 

 he did not know his danger until it was right 

 upon him, and, being inexperienced, did not 

 know how to act. His boat had dragged, like 

 ours, went stern first over the capping of the 

 Falls, and dropped, held by the killock, under 

 the falling water until she filled and he was 

 swept out. 



