KTAADN. 
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signifying “ running between mountains,” an important 
tributary which comes in a mile above. Here we de¬ 
cided to camp, about twenty miles from the Dam, at the 
mouth of Murch Brook and the Aboljacknagesic, moun¬ 
tain streams, broad off from Ktaadn, and about a dozen 
miles from its summit; having made fifteen miles this 
day. 
We had been told by McCauslin that we should here 
find trout enough: so, while some prepared the camp, 
the rest fell to fishing. Seizing the birch-poles which 
some party of Indians, or white hunters, had left on the 
shore, and baiting our hooks with pork, and with trout, 
as soon as they were caught, we cast our lines into the 
mouth of the Aboljacknagesic, a clear, swift, shallow 
stream, which came in from Ktaadn. Instantly a shoal 
of white chivin (Leucisci pulchelli ), silvery roaches, 
cousin-trout, or what not, large and small, prowling 
thereabouts, fell upon our bait, and one after another 
were landed amidst the bushes. Anon their cousins, 
the true trout, took their turn, and alternately the 
speckled trout, and the silvery roaches, swallowed the 
bait as fast as we could throw in; and the finest speci¬ 
mens of both that I have ever seen, the largest one 
weighing three pounds, were heaved upon the shore, 
though at first in vain, to wriggle down into the water 
again, for we stood in the boat; but soon we learned to 
remedy this evil: for one, who had lost his hook, stood 
on shore to catch them as they fell in a perfect shower 
around him, — sometimes, wet and slippery, full in his 
face and bosom, as his arms were outstretched to receive 
them. While yet alive, before their tints had faded, 
they glistened like the fairest flowers, the product of 
primitive rivers; and he could hardly trust his senses, 
