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our seeing into the water except where it was open, and 

 it also shielded us from being seen by the fish. Once I 

 stamped a foot and my friend said "Kego," and, as the 

 word means both "fish" and "don't," it was a caution 

 either way. Soon we could see an occasional fish of 

 good size in the clear water, but too deep to be reached 

 with a spear. 



His patience exceeded mine, and it began to be 

 monotonous to see the fish swimming below out of range 

 in the clear water, and I said to him: "Kego-de-me," the 

 fish are very deep. He grunted an assent, and pulled 

 out a thin white stone not unlike a fish in general shape, 

 and tied it to his spear with a few feet of string. This he 

 moved gently about, and several fish gave it respectful 

 attention without being impertinent, and then a large lake 

 trout rose and I struck and missed it; its tail was toward 

 me, and my spear went on one side. I knew that my 

 friend must be more expert, and I took his spear and 

 played the lure in the water, drawing it near the surface 

 if a fish arose. Soon he plunged his spear into a fish 

 which stood broadside and was about to seize the decoy. 

 The cord ran out rapidly, but the flight was soon checked 

 and a fine nay-may-goos lay upon the snow. I spell the 

 name as I learned to speak it. Scientists call the lake 

 trout Salvelinus namaycush, softening the original word. 

 Dirty-face insisted that I should try it again, and I did, 

 for I wanted to learn how to handle this new kind of 

 spear. A large pike came up to the lure, and I sent the 

 steel into it and secured it. We took three more fish, 

 and then it was time for me to go to camp to get things 

 in shape for the return of the linemen. I went back by 

 way of the wigwam, and stopped awhile and gave Mrs. 

 Dirty-face some tobacco, and she ordered the girls to 

 clean the fish for me. I took two enough for our sup- 



