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spent. The trout were there; little fellows among 

 whom a nine-inch fish was a giant. The farther one 

 went up the canon the better the fishing grew and 

 the more plentiful and vindictive the mosquitoes 

 became. The fish bit readily and the mosquitoes 

 more readily. One could have filled a basket with 

 small fish, but after saving a dozen for dinner the 

 rest were thrown back. Zest was added to this 

 excursion by the information that rattlesnakes 

 frequented these rocky slopes; so the fisherman 

 walked softly and kept an eye to windward. 



Mountains and forests, dancing streams and 

 beautiful lake, quiet and fish! What more could 

 one wish who seeks rest for tired nerves? Some 

 time they will build a railroad in there, and then 

 Lake Chelan will be easier of access, but less to 

 be desired than now. When the crowds come, half 

 of its present charm will be lost. 



