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were coming over the desert at the town's expense 

 to stock the Silvies River and the creeks about 

 Burns. I say at the town's expense; at the ex- 

 pense, rather, of the Rod and Gun Club. But 

 everybody belonged to the Rod and Gun Club, 

 We had telegraphed our coming, and the gift 

 of the fish, if the town would freight them in. 

 The citizens got themselves together, raised the 

 one hundred and twenty-five dollars, sent one of 

 their men out with a five-ton truck to meet us at 

 Bend. But the fish train was delayed, and we had 

 come on ahead, leaving the truck to follow when 

 the fish should get in. By this time, however, 

 they should have been in Burns. 



Yes, we had seen their man. He had come 

 through to Bend. And the fish *? They had been 

 sidetracked at The Dalles, but were on the road — 

 had arrived at Bend, no doubt, at 9.45 last night, 

 and must be now nearly in. Yes — they could 

 certainly expect them by early morning, barring 

 accidents — a fine lot of fingerlings, rainbows, 

 silversides, and Eastern brook trout — forty cans 

 of them! 



It was an enthusiastic meeting in spite of the 

 aired grievances of many of the Club against the 



