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of Labrador or the Gulf of the St. Lawrence, where 

 the restrictions are such that only a fortunate few 

 are able to gratify their ambitious longings. There 

 are probably not more than a dozen men in the 

 State of New York, outside the city, who have 

 killed a salmon. I can remember but a single per- 

 son in our immediate neighborhood, beside myself, 

 who has been so fortunate. DEAN SAGE, late of 

 Cohoes, a young gentleman of rare skill with rod 

 and reel and a most enthusiastic angler, had his 

 first fortnight on a salmon river in July. It was a 

 fortnight of exquisite pleasure, the recollection of 

 which will make the present summer ever memor- 

 able in his log-book of years. There are, perhaps, a 

 score or two in New York, and as many more scat- 

 tered from Portland to New Orleans, who know 

 what it is to be electrified by the " rise " of a thirty 

 pound fish. But the number is annually increas- 

 ing, and a great multitude in the next generation 

 if salmon breeding is pushed as it should be 

 will be able to enter into the feelings of grand old 

 Christopher North when he gently caressed his pet 

 salmon-fly on his death-bed. 



It is different in the Provinces. There are en- 

 thusiastic salmon fishers in every town, from To- 

 ronto to Halifax. It was my great pleasure, dur- 

 ing my recent visit to St. John, to form the ac- 

 quaintance of some of the best of them. And I 



