THE WING-FOOTED 



lookout for them. This was only an ad- 

 vance guard, and it was not until the 

 time of the gros coup de mouches, five 

 days later, that the surface of the lake 

 was everywhere broken by feeding fish. 

 One would like to know whether the 

 Malbaie trout have developed a new 

 habit of thus occasionally leaving the 

 depths under a new set of conditions, or 

 are merely following the custom of their 

 ancestors at Regent's Inlet. 



Evening falls while we are at the foot 

 of the lake. A huge cow moose com- 

 pletes the wilderness picture by swim- 

 ming across the bay where we are fish- 

 ing, taking the land a few yards away, 

 and gazing at us long in stolid, stupid 

 unconcern. 



Next day the Malbaie trout rose 

 rather more freely, and always in the 

 same swift, dainty fashion; their viva- 

 cious movements frequently bringing to 

 mind the rapid tactics of grilse fresh 

 from the sea. The fish, well scattered 



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