74 FISH : THEIR HABITS AND HAUNTS. 



California, was here one day before us, and 

 this made our chance of success rather less 

 than we had hoped. This morning I found 

 plenty of trout-bones, and concluded to try 

 the river. In the afternoon we fished a 

 little, getting some fine fish. We went to 

 the bay, but there was so much wind it 

 was of no use. We camped under rubber 

 blankets and were very warm. Next morn- 

 ing the thermometer registered 55°; the 

 wind was northwest ; it was cloudy. We 

 had a nice breakfast of baked beans warmed 

 in tin-pan in ashes, boiled potatoes, coffee, 

 and toasted hard-bread. What appetites the 

 out-door life brings to us poor city chaps, 

 who see nothing but brick walls the most of 

 the year ! How little we know the beauties 

 of Dame Nature's book ! 



I fished in the afternoon for a few minutes, 

 and caught six nice fish. I also shot a par- 

 tridge that had ventured near the camp. 

 The wind went down towards night, so we 



