336 PRAIRIE AND FOREST. 
forms many miniature eddies; but woe betide your tackle 
if you should chance to hook a heavy fish whose gallant 
spirit dictates a rush for the turbid centre waters! No 
rod or line on earth could possibly hold, and the shores are 
too rough for the angler to follow downward. 
RIVER SCENE. 
It will be well to have a gun with you in taking the 
tramp across this portage. The first time we traversed it 
we saw a young bear, and the last time one of our party 
came in such close contact with an old lady Bruin as to be 
frightened almost to death, if it is admissible to judge from 
his appearance rather than from his description. 
Having progressed a little over half the distance, a pret- 
ty fishing-shanty, the property-of a Bostonian, most oppor- 
tunely offers itself as a resting-place, while the panorama 
from its porch fairly earns the eulogy of sublimity. Above, 
below, and in front seethes the precipitous river, white with 
foam, while in the distance the placid surface of a minia- 
