THE CAPTAIN AND CREW. do hey 

struggling and kicking for their liberty we drop them in and 
they make their best time for the bottom. 
Away up ahead, a glossy, dark mink is seen upon the rocks 
watching for a trout, or his luscious fresh water lobster, and 
seeing us approaching he darts into the end of a ho:low cedar 
lying upon the shore. Coming to this we ground the bark 
upon the sandy bottom of the rips, and asa very little trapping 
is in order on the trip, we set a trap for him inside the log, 
leaving the head and leg of a partridge as a persuader to soon 
come for it over the trap; and here we find him after dinner 
waiting for us in the trap. 
We back down and cross over to the deeper water, and on. 
‘¢ Captain, it’s dinner time.” 
*¢ Quite true you’re saying ; and we must be near some brook 
again, as when you see the mink along the stream at this time 
of the season he is often handy to his favorite little streamlet.” 
True enough; we are soon beside the mouth of another 
rivulet. Selecting a rise of the ground almost within reach 
of the brook, another pleasant spot where we could sit eating 
our dinner, the while having the pretty view up and down the 
river, we build the small fire we wish for the cooking, beside a 
rock, for a chimney, our smoke drifting away from us over 
the bushes and down river. 
‘¢Hillo, Cap, what are you doing down there in the 
smoke?” 
‘¢Oh, just fishing a bit for a change.” 
*¢ What du you wish for dinner, Cap?” 
Se uerouts.: 
*¢ Oh, gracious! trout again?” 
‘¢ Yes, sir; trout again; and trout now.” 
And he lifts a nice little fellow, dancing up and down, from 
the reeled up line, slap, against our cheek. 
