240 A SPORTING PARADISE 



that I can recall. We never saw a piece of beef 

 or mutton once. So heavily did this weigh upon 

 our minds that while we were on our return 

 journey we sang " Auld Lang Syne " whenever 

 we met a drove of pigs ; but though Van 

 Doughnuts himself held the reins he continued 

 to smile happily the whole journey. Van 

 Doughnuts' is the place for sport, and the keen 

 sportsman while in the hands of this hardy old 

 hunter will fish in the best places, shoot the most 

 deer, and get more solid pleasure and amusement 

 than at any other place I know of. With a few 

 hours' delay at Toronto all necessary food 

 and comforts can be provided and brought direct 

 without much trouble. 



The entire family shoot well and represent a 

 formidable party when armed. We endured our 

 first guide until he became unbearable. I wrote 

 this description of him in my note-book : " J. 

 is not young, but he is young compared with 

 his very stuffy, unwashed father. He eats and 

 sleeps well. Always asserts that the best fishing 

 is in Blackstone Lake, and the best shooting 

 about half a mile from his headquarters. His 

 plan is to post his men, and then go with his 

 father to beat up for game. While he is gone 



