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August 14th. — Struck tent, loaded canoe, and started at 8 a. m. Dined 

 afr Mid Landing, killing two Grilse on my way down, then three more 

 while Peter was getting dinner ready, and another below Bittabock. In- 

 tended to stop at Papineau Falls all night for the evening and morning 

 fishing ; but, finding the camp occupied by Messrs. Rankin and McManus, 

 determined to push on to Round Rock, where I arrived just in time to 

 pitch tent and escape a magnificent thunderstorm, the rain beating out our 

 fire and the men occupying part of my tent. 



August 15th. — Killed a Grilse before breakfast, and after, while the boys 

 were lading the canoe, gave the Camp Pool here one more going over. I 

 had fished over the nearer portion of the cast and got out at least twenty- 

 five yards of line, covering the outer rip, when there was a gleam of Bilver 

 and a heavy roll, but my fly came back untouched. I rested the fish five 

 minutes and again covered it, when she took the fly with a downward 

 plunge, and I felt as if I was fast to a drayhorse. Then commenced a 

 series of vaults and rushes. There were several cedar logs which some 

 Bathurst folks were running down ; these had been stopped by the rocks, 

 and I was very fearful the fish would foul my casting-line in one of them. 

 So I told the boys to have the canoe up ; before they got back to me, 

 though, I had coaxed my lady in shore, steering her clear of the timber, 

 and in a short time Peter gaffed her in the same little eddy where he had 

 secured my first fish, six weeks before. A singular coincidence is, that 

 both were fresh-run females ; both of the same weight — 16 lbs. ; and both 

 hooked in the same pool and killed in the same eddy. 



Although my sport has been only moderate, I close my journal, pleased 

 with my trip and my honest unsophisticated voyageurs, who have done all 

 in their power to give me sport and promote my comfort. John is an 

 intelligent, communicative fellow, and 1 tells many anecdotes of most of the 

 fishers who have visited the river. Being a good observer, he has learned 

 much by seeing them fish, and now perhaps excels any of them. Peter, 

 who stands six feet in his stockings when he straightens himself up, is the 

 personification of amiability, is a good cook and a splendid canoeman. 

 They both say the average size of my fish has been much larger than 

 usual for this river. 



On summing up I find my aggregate to be as follows : — 54 Salmon and 

 45 Grilse. Total weight of Salmon. 641$ lbs. ; average, 11$ lbs. Taking 

 the Grilse at an average of 3 lbs., the whole weight of Salmon and Grilse 

 776$ lbs. Largest fish 17 ; 6 of 16, and 3 of 15. 



