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IJUNE 1 8, 1904. 
fact that the most killing ones are the brighter colored 
patterns. This may be partially due to the fact that the 
water throughout the district r.emains pretty high. The 
Parrnachenee-belle, the coachman, and the Jock-Scott are 
proving much more successful than such plain colors as 
those of the brown-hackle and the Montreal, for instance. 
Those anglers who are not members of any of the clubs 
along the line of the Quebec and Lake St. John Railway, 
may be glad to learn that some splendid trout fishing is 
being had this spring in the unleased portion of the Batis- 
can River, along the railway track, and particularly be- 
tween _ Mequick and Laurentides station. Some really 
splendid fish were taken last week at the foot of some of 
the many heavy rapids in this stretch of rivef. 
In the waters back of Montreal the fish are reported to 
be rising very freely, but there has been so much rain for 
ihe last week or two that comparatively few fishermen 
have cast for them.. 
On the Nova Scotian coast sea trout are just now very 
plentiful. Major Ashburner and Mrs. Ashburner, of Ber- 
muda, have recently enjoyed very excellent sport there. 
In the estuaries of the river flowing into the St. Lawrence 
these fish have scarcely yet commenced to run in any 
quantity. They may now be reported plentiful any day, 
however. E. T. D. Chambers. 
Fishing and the Sequel. 
There were six in our hunting party, and we were 
camped at Witbac, in the upper Peninsula of Michigan. 
The open season was in October, the forest dry and noisy, 
the weather mild, and deer scarce and hard to find. We 
had neglected getting an order from the superintendent 
of the St. Paul Railway for our train to stop at Witch 
Lake, and were so unfortunate as to have for our con- 
ductor the only one on the line that would not stop his 
train between stations without orders from headquarters; 
therefore we were compelled to make a dry camp, so to 
speak; for what sportsman would consider it a perfect 
camp a mile from either lake or river or both, even though 
there was a well a hundred paces distant? 
It was two miles down to Witch Lake, where we had 
meant to stop, but we hoofed it and brought back some 
strings of ring perch. The Michiganime River ran only 
one mile east of us, but it was reputed a trout stream, 
and trout were out of season. 
The Doctor and I were hunting along the river one day, 
and passed many fine trout pools, where the river wound 
through the forest interspersed with cedar swamps. We 
might have caught speckled trout in any quantity and 
never been apprehended; but Ave were not hankering after 
breaking laws either secretly nor openly. However, by 
the time we reached the bridge where the Republic and 
Floodwood wagon road crosses the river, we rested before 
starting campward. There was a dam under the bridge 
and such a fine pool below the dam, we concluded to fish 
So the Doctor went for fish-poles, and I skirmished for 
bait. I came back with a piece of small bird, and it was 
not long until we had quite a string of chubs. 
'Pon my word they were chubs and nothing else. Then 
the Doctor held up a squirming thing all covered with 
pink spots and wanted to know what kind of a fish that 
was. I told him it was the kind we were not allowed to 
catch. Rain began to fall, but the chubs bit just the 
same. 
A man in a drab waterproof and driving two horses in 
a buggy, came from the north or Republic end of the road, 
and made the turn to the point where a branch road runs 
up west to Witbec. As he did not drive up to the bridge, 
1 supposed he had driven on westward, until I heard him 
pounding his buggy as though he had a loose tire, and 
then I saw him and the rig down there in the road, about 
200 yards distant. He monkeyed around there possibly 
ten minutes, possibly twenty, I did not note the passing of 
time, for the chubs seemed hungry; and the Doctor had 
found that fish will take fish bait, or more properly speak- 
ing, that fish liked fish better than bird, so that 
Ave had plenty of bait. The last I saw of the man 
and his team they were going back toward Republic. That 
sc-.emed sti-ange, for it was nine miles up to Republic, and 
he had not transacted any business that we were aAvare of. 
We tired of fishing about that time, v/ent to camp, and 
cleaned our fish. 
The folloAving day was my turn in camp. The boys were 
out, and I had done the dishes and Avas putting the camp 
in order for visitors, when a citified young chap came to 
the tent door. I invited him in, but he offered some ex- 
cuse, and soon stepped away. I could not know but that 
he was looking after some woodchoppers who were cut- 
ting cord wood just east of our tent, and had almost for- 
gotten him, when, hearing a twig break, I went to the 
tent door and saw him looking among the brush back of 
the tent, as though there was something lost, strayed, or 
stolen that he thought he could locate. Even then I did 
not know but that we were trespassing on a favorite bit 
of his property, and, though his conduct looked suspicious, 
It were better that I hold my tongue, so long as he asked 
no leading questions. 
I knew quite well if he were looking for the off-falling 
from our fish, he would have to uproot that wind-shaken 
spruce stump in the bottom of that hole east of the tent, 
and he could not do that ; and if he attempted it he would 
knock more dirt down on top of those fish heads and the 
refuse from our tent, and bury it all the deeper. 
I don't knoAv to this day Avhy the man drove back to- 
ward Republic; nor why the young fellow poked about 
among the brush back of our tent. If they were looking 
for violators of the fish laws, they could find them most 
any day among their neighbors and friends. 
G. W. Cunningham. 
Lafce Gaffield^s Floating- Island 
A WiNSTED, Conn., note in the New York Times, June 
8, says: "The large floating island in Lake Garfield, at 
Monterey, in the Berkshire Hills, through Avhich men fish 
for bullheads in the daytime, and Avhich last summer took 
its first trip across the lake in twenty-five years, made an- 
other move yesterday. It moved back to its original plac«. 
The distance of about one mile was made in less than an 
hour and a half. . Before striking shore it broke in nearly 
halves, so that the lake now has two moving islands, each 
of which is large enough to hold a good'Sized cottage," 
Colorado Fishing, 
Denver, Colo., June 7.— The fishing season has opened 
up only fairly this year. On the first the waters of all 
streams Avas very roily and, very high ; as a consequence 
the catches have been few and small. At Buffalo, in the 
canon of the Platte, one Schumacher killed a 3-pound 
German trout. But this is a rather small exploit when 
one_ considers that 5 and 7-pounders are frequently taken 
during the fly-taking season. Worm-fishing is the only 
thing now; the real thing — fly-casting — will follow about 
July I. Any stream will be good enough for a good 
angler. There has been very little dynamiting of trout the 
past winter. People are saving their dynamite for the pur- 
pose of bloAving each other up. (See daily papers.) 
J. D. C. • 
Lake Dtinmofc Landlocked Salmon. 
Boston, June 8. — Editor Forest and Stream: The 
first landlocked salmon of any size taken from Lake 
Dunmore, Vt., was caught May 28 by Mr. Ed. Thayer, 
cf Brandon, Vt. This gentleman stocked the lake ten 
years ago with 10,000 fingerlings, and while a few small 
fish have been taken, this is the first one of any size. The 
fish was very gamy and weighed 7 pounds 3 ounces. 
E. C. Stevens. 
George Putnam Smith, Avho died at his home in Nevv 
York city on Friday of last Aveek, at the age of fifty-eight 
years, was one of that large number of lawyers who find 
it practicable to continue with a successful practice at the 
bar a full share of participation in the recreations of the 
field. In 1880 Mr. Smith published a little book on the 
"Law of Field Sports," in which was brought together a 
vast amount of information respecting the rights, privi- 
leges, and obligations of the men Avho hunt and fish. We 
quote from the preface this bit of sound reasoning: 
To kill game before the season- opens or after it closes should 
be deemed the act of the pot-hunter, who, in America^ occupies 
a position and deserves more than the obloquy of the poacher in 
England. The latter has the moral justification that the English 
laws concerning land and game are against natural right— they 
give to land as property attributes which do not properly belong 
to it, and they have made the pursuit of game the privilege and 
pleasure of the few, to the burden and detriment of the many. But 
the pot-hunter has no such justification. He violates the doctrine 
of fair play. By taking game at times or by means which the 
.statute— which he knows expresses the carefully considered opin- 
ion of a large majority of his fellow sportsmen— has declared to 
be improper, he steals a march on them and robs them of a 
fair chance to obtain the game which he has killed, because he 
chose a time or a means which he knew they would not take. 
*S 
Ex- Judge Henry F. McGown, who died at his home in 
New York, on Monday, June 13, at the age of eighty-one 
J ears, was one of the best known anglers of this city. He 
was specially devoted to striped bass fishing, and was for 
years president of the Cuttyhunk Club, whose stands on 
Cuttyhunk Island, Mass., afford some of the best sea fish- 
ing on the Atlantic Coast. Judge McGown was a fre- 
quent contributor to our angling columns. 
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How to Join the A. C, A. 
From Chapter I., Section 1, of the by-laws of the A. C. A • 
Application for membership shall be made to the Division 
i'ursers, and shall be accompanied by the recommendation of an 
active member and by the sum of two dollars, one dollar as 
entrance fee and one dollar as dues for the current year, to bf 
refunded .in case of non-election of the applicant." 
Cruising: on the Delaware River. 
Lacfcawaxen to the Delaware Water Gap. 
BY AVILLIAM ELLERY TUFTS. 
Our canoes made the journey from New York city to 
Latkawaxen, Pa., by way of the Erie Raihvay without 
accident, and the Erie baggagemaster was good enough 
to check them through free for us. They were canvas- 
covered cedar canoes of the Old Town and Rushton type, 
the lengths being 17ft. and i6ft. respectively. 
The cruise started the last week in August; our party 
v/as composed of four, and Lackawaxen was our starting 
point, all our luggage having beeti shipped there 
previously. 
The outfit consisted of a waterproof tent 8ft. by 7ft. 
Avith a 3ft. wall ; a waterproof pack basket for provisions 
and cooking utensils; two waterproof pack bags for 
clothes ; a couple of portmanteaus, guns, cameras and fish- 
mg tackle. We carried in our pack flour, bacon, coffee, 
several cans baked beans and bread and butter. Our 
cooking utensils consisted of two frying-pans, water pail, 
boilmg pot and coffee-pot. We also carried an adjustable 
broiler to set on a stone fire-place; a large bag of lemons, 
which turned out to be a great luxury, as at times our 
thirst would be very great, and not knowing where any 
springs were, we used the river water with a few of the 
lemons and some sugar and received immediate relief and 
refreshment. Potatoes, corn — in fact most any vegetable 
— can he purchased at farms along the river banks, so 
there is no need of taking a large stock in the canoe. 
Lackawaxen is a small town, but has a couple of good 
country stores, and most all of the pack provisions can 
be procured there. We arrived about midnight, and we 
fortunately found a very good hotel within a stone's throw' 
of the depot, where board can be obtained at a reasonable 
figure. 
It was misty th« morning our cruise started, so Ave 
were delayed a couple of hours waiting for the haze to 
lift. There are a couple Qf old landmarks near the sta- 
tic which lire quite interesting; an ol4 dam within a 
hundred yards of the depot built of logs; it is about one 
hundred and fifty feet long and about twice as wide. The 
water that runs over the dam is nqt over 18 inches deep 
in any plage, but it runs very swiftly. While Ave stood 
there watching the boiling current, we saw several 
shad swim over the dam against the current. We spent 
some time in cruising over this dam; it is great practice 
before a long trip, and gets one in good trim for the 
pace that is to come, and is perfectly safe. 
The viaduct of the old Delaware and Hudson Canal 
crosses the river over the dam ; by climbing to the top of 
this you can ascertain the trend of the river bed and get 
a beautiful view of the surrounding country. 
About 10 :30 on August 30 the mist cleared, we finished 
packing our canoes, and started on our journey down the 
river. There is a feeling of great satisfaction to the 
canoeist Avhen at last he is started on a cruise. 
There is a pretty good current as you leave Lacka- 
waxen; ali that is needed is to keep off the rocks, which 
stick out all over the river. The water is shallow in this 
vicinity, ^ind a pole can be used at times effectively. The 
river av.'is low and the Delaware is much nicer when the 
water i.s illoAV, as then all the rocks can be seen. 
About hilf way between Lackawaxen and Shohola 
there 15 a very sAvift rapid, the river widens, and there 
are so iii.iny sharp rocks sticking out all over that it ap- 
pears like a picket fence on the canoeist's approach. We 
landed at the beginning of these rapids to reconnoiter. 
The rift seemed impassable, but our small canoe— the 
one til at contained the lemons — decided to make the 
venture. We kept one boat on shore, and, perched on a 
high rock, watched the fun. They had to make a horse- 
shoe to reach the middle of the strea -.i ; when opposite us 
they were fully one hundred yards out in the river. 
Everything proceeded splendidly until they grounded on a 
rock and then turned turtle. It took 5ome time to right 
the canoe, but nothing was lost except the lemons, which 
floated doAvn stream. We managed to make a dry shoot 
with our canoe by hugging the shore and using the pole. 
Sometimes it is very advantageous to 1 md one man and 
let him take the pack containing the dry clothes and walk 
around a very bad rift. We found that one man could man- 
age a boat more easily than two in a violent rift, and even 
at the worst you are sure of a dry change of clothes. 
Most of the rifts of the DelaAvare are not over one hun- 
dred yards in length where it is necessary to land a man. 
Just past this rift is good deep water; we beached our 
canoes and built a fire to dry our comrades, and then 
prepared luncheon. After luncheon we decided to try 
this tempting deep Avater for bass. We paddled as far 
up the rapids as possible letting out sixty or seventy feet 
of line with a small Shakespeare bait. We drifted into 
the eddies and finally landed two black bass Aveighing 
234 pounds. 
Shohola Avas reached at three o'clock, having a good 
current all the way. We made our temporary camp for 
the night and then strolled around Shohola Glens, having 
previously taken a ride on the gravity road. The Glens 
are Avell worth a visit ; in fact, a day could easily be spent 
in this vicinity and then many places would remain "un- 
explored. Shohola can be easily told, as the first bridge 
that crosses the riA'er is there. 
"^Ve resumed our cruise early the following morning 
The current was exceedingly swift, with some rocks. Be • 
fore long we encountered a rapid, and we put ashore a 
man out of each canoe with the clothes. There is a 
miniature waterfall in these rapids, but with reasonable 
care one can easily get through. I took my canoe safely 
over, and h Avas exhilarating work. I also had the 
pleasure of seeing my companion in the other canoe turn 
turtle. He had his bathing suit on this time, so no dam- 
age was done, and he enjoyed the ducking. My experience 
teaches me a bathing suit is a good thing to wear when 
canoeing. 
It is smooth sailing after this one rift, only keep your 
eyes peeled for rocks. The next thing that will attract 
attention is a geyser spring which throws a stream of 
Avater a hundred feet in the air. This can be seen a 
couple of miles before you get to it, and it marks the 
approach of Pond Eddy, the next town. 
Near Pond Eddy the water is calm, and for a mile it 
is necessary to paddle until another bridge is passed ; the 
current starts about under the bridge and then all is well. 
Ihe surrounding country is magnificent, and the fishing is 
fine. We used a small trolling spoon and caught several 
strawberry bass. We landed for limch, and had an in- 
teresting chat with some of the natives. They told us 
the fishing was good anywhere in this vicinitv, helgra- 
rnites being the favorite bait for bass. We found this 
such an interesting country we made our camp here over 
night. 
We struck the eddy early the next day, running into 
fine swift rapids known as the Big Cedar. These rapids 
are quite long and safe, almost to the end, when you 
reach what is known as Cellar's Hole, and there is where 
it is necessary to get out and walk. This is the only 
carry, and by keeping along the shore the distance can 
be reduced to about one hundred feet. Having passed 
these rapids, the current gets normal again. At Millrift 
and SparroAvbush the rifts are very swift, only after pass- 
ing Sparrowbush does the river run slowly. Here beauti- 
ful palisade rocks rise abruptly five hundred feet from 
the water's edge. On top of these is what is known as the 
Beagle's Nest ; the scenery through there is certainly very 
beautiful. At this point in the river there is a peculiar ■ 
back eddy, and before we passed this place we succeeded 
in breaking two paddles. 
Just before reaching Matamoras and Port Jervis the 
scenery becomes even more magnificent; pine trees eictend 
upward on both sides the river, making solid walls. The 
current gets strong again as Port Jervis is approached, 
but is absolutely safe as there are no dangerous rocks. 
There are a couple of little waterfalls which can be scaled 
over if more excitement is wished; the canoe I Avas steer- 
ing Avent over both. 
We stopped at a hotel in Port Jervis over night, and 
the next morning stocked up our provision bag and pur- 
chased tAvo new paddles. There is good bass fishing at 
Port Jervis, and during the morning Ave spent some time 
Avatching the natives fish from the bank. Thev used a 
float and shiner bait, landing several large black bass. 
A fine little rift starts at Port Jervis, and this takes one 
down to the "Tri-State Rock," This is an interesting 
