140 DAYS IN THE OPEN 



Mississippi ! The Pacific Coast dwellers will need 

 no explanation, but for the benefit of the unenlight- 

 ened it may be said that in common parlance the 

 " Salmo Clarkii " is known as a " cut-throat." This 

 appellation has nothing to do with the character of 

 the fish, for he is an eminently respectable citizen 

 of the watery world, but is due to the presence of 

 a blood-red line on either side of his throat which 

 by an extreme stretch of the imagination may be 

 made to resemble a bloody cut. It is said that 

 when he has access to salt water the cut-throat 

 ranges far seaward, in which case he loses his 

 black spots and takes on a coat of silver; but he 

 still holds fast to his crimson necktie. 



Doubtless the next question will be, " Where 

 is Lake Chelan?" If you are too indolent to 

 look it up on the map of Washington, follow the- 

 trail of the fisherman. He took the Great North- 

 ern road from Seattle, crossed the beautiful Cas- 

 cade Mountains and left the train at Wenatchee. 

 It is alleged in a multitude of highly coloured 

 circulars that this is the " home of the big, red 

 apple." A trustful habit of mind makes us ready 

 to believe this, although the aforesaid big, red 

 apple was not at home when we were there. He 

 is expected to return in the fall. There are 

 orchards and orchards, and then more orchards. 



An enthusiastic friend had pictured the beauties 

 of the Columbia River Valley, and when we took the 

 boat at Wenatchee for a forty-mile ride up-stream, 



