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never forget the interest John Chamberlain* evinced in my 

 success, when I told him I had never killed a Salmon : sug- 

 gesting, by some well-timed hint, or modestly showing, how 

 my casting could be improved, and apologizing (however 

 serviceable his advice) for the intrusion. 



All the stores that are really necessary on the river, and 

 many of those that may be called luxuries, including good 

 brandy and fine Scotch ale and whiskey, may be had of 

 Messrs. Ferguson, Eankin & Co., at Bathurst. Desiccated 

 vegetables and meat, solidified milk, essence of coffee (if the 

 angler wants them), smoking tobacco, and claret, he had better 

 take from home. As to the quantity of provisions required for 



* The author of the " Game Fish of the North" makes this uncalled for, 

 and certainly unmerited, mention of the Chamherlain brothers: "The 

 following are good men : John, Peter, and Bruno Chajuberlain ; John 

 makes a good fly, but is sulky and wilful ; Bruno is lazy ; Ned Veno and 

 David Buchet, both of whom are excellent and willing." 



From a long summer's acquaintance with John, I found him exactly 

 the reverse ; he, with his brother Peter, were my canoe-men. They were 

 always willing, respectful, and untiring in their efforts to show me the 

 best fishing, and to promote my comfort by a hundred little acts of kind- 

 ness and courtesy that appear to be inherent in French Canadians ; and I 

 know that my appreciation of these honest fellows is fully endorsed by 

 such men as Messrs. Lilly, Emmet, Nicholson, Cooper, and other accom- 

 plished anglers. John attributes the remarks of the author I have quoted 

 to the ill-humor of his friend "Dalton," who, one summer, had Peter and 

 John for his canoe-men, and whom John describes as an irascible little old 

 gentleman, who broke a great many tips, and smashed countless flies 

 against the rocks ; who would not be advised, but insisted on having his 

 canoe in the middle of a pool, while fishing it, much to the terror of the 

 Salmon ; and " carried on generally'' in the most unamiable way. 



As for Bruno, there is no better canoe-man ; he is one of the toughest, 

 most untiring, and cheerful fellows on the Nipissiguit. I say this with no 

 wish to underrate other canoe-men, but as an act of justice to my friend 

 John and his brother Bruno. 



