2$2 I GO A-FISHING. 



When I reached the Profile House the next year, I was 

 curious to know whether there were any more of the same 

 sort offish in Echo Lake, and went there several evenings 

 in succession, but got nothing. I never knew another 

 trout to rise on Echo Lake in the evening. But one 

 morning, bright and sunshiny, between eleven and one 

 o'clock, I saw trout rising near the spring-hole among 

 the lily pads, and taking the hint I sent for my rod, and 

 killed that day seven fish weighing severally from one 

 pound and three quarters to two and three quarters. The 

 next day, at the same hour and with the same bright sun- 

 shine, I killed one weighing over three pounds and two 

 that weighed nearly two pounds each. Since that time I 

 have killed in Echo Lake over thirty fish, none of which 

 weighed less than a pound. But there are no small fish 

 in the lake, and pickerel abound, so that no increase of 

 trout can be hoped for. The lake has now been ju- 

 diciously stocked with black bass, and after a few years 

 we hope they will enjoy undisputed possession. 



