" LITTLE RIVERS." 123 



chief tributaries of the Restigouche are curious ; there 

 is the headstrong Metapedia, the crooked Upsalquitch, 

 the Patapedia, and the Quatamakedgwick. These 

 are words at which the tongue balks, but you soon 

 get used to them. Space forbids my telling what a 

 Horse-boat is like, or to quote another splendid salmon 

 fight, but I must quote our author's views on the 

 subject of cruelty. 



His companion, Favonius, being ill one summer, 

 had been ordered by his physician to go into the woods, 

 but on no account to go without fresh meat ; so he 

 set out into the wild country north of Georgian Bay, 

 taking a live sheep with him, to be sure of fresh meat. 

 But the innocent little beast would follow him about 

 like a dog, it ate out of his hand, and rubbed its 

 woolly head against his leggings, and he carried it 

 in his arms over rough places. To his dismay he 

 found that he was beginning to love it for its own sake, 

 and not for the world would he have alluded to mutton 

 in its presence, and so the little animal continued to 

 lick the hand which was never " raised to shed his 

 blood." On his return to civilization he parted with 

 the sheep with sincere regret, and the consciousness 

 that he hadliumoured his affection at the expense of 

 his digestion. 



" There is a great difference in animals in this 

 respect. I certainly never heard of anyone falling in 

 love with a salmon in such a way as to regard it as a 

 fond companion. And this may be one reason why 

 no sensible person who has tried fishing has ever been 

 able to see any cruelty in it. Suppose the fish is not 

 caught by an angler, what is his alternative fate ? He 



