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THE PISHING GAZETTE 
[March 4, 1893 
the cliffs rise sheer from its surface to a height 
of 500 feet. Six miles below Eternity Bay is St. 
John’s Bay,which receives the St. John River; and 
four miles further down is the confluence of the 
Little Saguenay river that flows from the wilder¬ 
ness, the home of big game and pools that team 
with trout. The steamer next sweeps by St. Louis 
Island, a granite rock half a mile long, covered 
with firs and birches, and the water surrounding 
it containing numberless salmon trout. Two 
miles from here we pass the mouth of the St. 
Marguerite river, the principal tributary of the 
Saguenay, and renowned for its salmon fisheries; 
whence, passing several other picturesque points, 
we enter the St. Lawrence at Tadousac. Blougli- 
ing her way up stream, after a run of some 
hours the boat arrives at the charming ;RIurray 
Bay, a favourite resort for anglers, good sport 
being frequently obtained in the Murray river 
and the Grand and Petit Lakes. Soon after 
leaving Murray Bay wo sight Mount Ehonlc- 
ments, and the steamer, having touched at the 
]ner of Les Eboulements,then proceeds to the very 
beautiful bay of St. Paul’s, between which and 
the Isle aux Condres is the whirlpool called La 
Gouffre. Leaving here, we soon pass the lofty 
cliffs of Ahattes and Cape Mailards, and some 
time later sight Sault-au-Couchon, which is 
situated on the slope of Cape Range, beneath the 
crest of a mountain 2,870 feet high. Having 
cleared this last point, the steamer turning south¬ 
west, a run of 17 miles carries us to Cape Tou- 
mente, whence our eourse lies between the north 
shore and the island of Orleans. Gradually the 
settlements now grow thicker on either shore, and 
the steamer having })assed the west end of the above 
island, we behold a truly beautiful panorama. 
On the right is the majestic Montmorency Fall, 
on the left the heights of Point Levis and St. 
Joseph, and in front the white cliff' of Quebec, 
crowned with batteries and adorned with spires. 
A few minutes later wo reach the wharf and 
return to our comfortable hotel. 
In describing the long route from Halifax to 
Montreal, via Quebec, although curtailed, a 
sufficient detail has been given to enable the 
traveller to find his way from our present 
quarters to the Mercantile Metropolis of the 
Dominion. Without delay we take the train 
either on the line of the Canadian Pacific, or that 
of the Grand Trunk Railway, when a run of a 
few hours carries us to the terminus of ocean 
steamers on the St. Lawrence. On our arrival we 
proceed to the Windsor Hotel in Dominion-square, 
which excellent establishment we will patronize 
for a few days, as the tourist will hardly wish to 
leave this magnificent city till ho has visited the 
principal sights contained in its limits. Space 
prohibits my giving them in detail, but I will 
remind the traveller that one of the most exciting 
excursions—a very short one—that can possibly 
be conceived, is the round trip by train, either to 
Lachine or St. Ann's, and then from either of 
these points running the rapids in a steamer back 
to Montreal. 
Our visit to this island city having come to a 
pleasant termination, it is now necessary to de¬ 
cide by what route we will continue our rambles 
to the west. This is no easy matter, as there are 
no less than five different occidental routes from 
which to choose—sojne by land and others by 
water, not one of which but has its own especial 
cliarm. As, however, the route taken by the G rand 
'firunk Railway combines the scenery and attrac¬ 
tions of its own line and to some extent that of 
the direct waterway to Toronto, we will, with the 
travellers’ sanction, avail ourselves of the excel¬ 
lent service provided by this company. 
Taking the train at the Bonaventure Station, 
we (|uickly cross the St. Lawrence by the A’ictoria 
Bridge, one of the great engineering works of 
modern times, and the largest tubular bridge in 
the world. Following the shores of the river, the 
line passes Cornwall and Prescott, and thence 
proceeds to Brookville. From either of these 
two last-named stations, a short trip will take the 
tourist to Ottawa. “ See Rome and then die,” 
said the poet of old—see Ottawa and live is far 
preferable. The seat of Government is very 
much alive at the present time, and besides 
being equipped with all the inventions which 
modern science has produced, is also provided by 
nature with as beautiful surroundings as any 
other city in the Dominion. Neither will the 
angler be amiss in taking this slight detour, as 
in the immediate vicinity of the capital there are 
streams galore, well stocked with fish. Having 
visited the sights, the finest of which are the 
Government Buildings and the Chaudiere Falls, 
we bid farewell to Ottawa, and resuming our 
journey at Brookville, a run of about tiO miles 
brings us to Kingston, situated on the shores of 
Lake Ontario. Here wo will detrain, and leaving 
our belongings at the Hotel Fontinac, will then, 
armed with our tools of destruction and a light 
kit, repair to the waters that are situated in 
close proximity to the Kingston and Pem¬ 
broke Railway. This line has opened up a 
region formerly inaccessible—a wild and rocky 
district of extreme beauty, and possessed of 
many natural resources. It is studded with 
picturesque lakelets, the chief of whic’n is 
Sharbot Lake. A short trip by rail will carry 
us to this sheet of water, by the shores 
of which stands an Angler's Rest, that will 
accommodate a limited number of visitors. The 
principal fish taken in this lake are pike and 
blaek bass, and in the “ Pall ” there is capital 
duck shooting, the wild fowl at this season of the 
year being on flight for more southerly climes. 
If time permitted, the trip could be extended to 
the Rideau Lakes, and even as far as Mississippi 
Lake and stream, all of which are excellent 
fishing waters ; and in the surrounding country, 
game of various kinds is plentiful, offering many 
inducements to the knights of the trigger. 
Leaving Kingston, the line, following the shores 
cf liake Ontario, carries us to Napanee, and 
thence, passing a few unimportant stations, we 
arrive at Belleville, situated at the mouth of the 
Moira river, that flows into Quinte Bay. Here 
a very pleasant excursion can be made by taking 
the steamer to Picton, a town standing on the 
southern extremity of Prince Edward Peninsula, 
whence a branch railway will convey the traveller 
again to the main line at Trenton. This is a 
glorious side trip, embracing some magnificent 
scenery and being only a slight detour, should 
if possible be taken. Trenton is situated at the 
outlet of the Ti’ent River, which flows from Rice 
Lake, both stream and lakelet affording good 
fishing. A short distance from this station is 
Coburg, our next stopping place, at which point 
the angler by a branch line can proceed to a small 
place called Harwood, on Rice Lake, or the trip 
may be continued to Peterboro’, an excellent 
centre for the lovers of stream and forest, with 
good hotel accommodation. Resuming our 
journey by the Grand Trunk, a seven mile tramp 
brings us to Port Hope, whence passing through 
Bowmansville, our next important halt is at 
Whitby. From here there is a branch line via 
Lindsay to Haliburton, a small town with a couple 
of fair inns, and situated in the midst of a capital 
sporting country. The lakes and streams are 
W’ell stocked with trout, and within easy distance 
the followers of Nimrod will find deer, bear, and 
grouse. Once more en route ‘ Westward Ho,’ we 
soon reach Pickering, locally known as old Seneca 
village, when after a further run of about twenty- 
three miles, our train steams into the Union 
Depot at Toronto. A few minutes later our 
names are inscribed in the books as guests at 
the Queen’s Hotel, in Front-street. The length 
of time that we will remain in this splendid 
mercantile centre will much depend on wayside 
lingerings at other places, for if the rambler 
were to follow all the bye-routes I have described 
and was still anxious to see the World’s Fair, it 
would be necessary to have the “ big show ” kept 
open for a couple of years, or perhaps longer, if 
the angler was lucky enough to get fast in a few 
fifteen or twenty pounders. A list of places of 
interest in the Queen City can be obtained from 
the hotel boss, and as the visitor’s wishes will he 
doubtlessly furthered by the courteous policeman, 
I shall leave the giridance of the stranger to 
these gentlemen during his sojourn in town. 
From Toronto two noted districts can be visited 
with comparative ease and expedition. The 
first is Niagara Falls; the second the sporting 
region of Muskoka. To attempt any description 
of the mighty cataract would be a disastrous 
venture on my part, and not wishing to arouse 
the wrath of a gentleman who at one time figured 
between the. “ Coals,” I must decline the combat, 
and will refer the tourist to local guides for all 
information regarding this interesting locality. 
As a short detail of the many wonders to be 
found in JIuskoka may be acceptable, thither will 
I lead the sportsman. Twenty years ago this 
region was a complete wilderness, but since then 
it has become dotted with towns and villages 
with many summer hotels. Railways have 
pierced it through, steamboats regularly ply on 
its larger lakes, and some splendid roads traverse 
it in all directions. It still, however, remains 
essentially a district of forests, lakes, and rivers. 
These lakes vary in size from forty miles in 
length down to mere ponds, but all of them clear 
and deep, and swarming with trout, black bass, 
and perch ; while the woods are well stocked with 
feathered game, deer being also plentiful. Taking 
the Northern and North-Western Railway, now 
part of the Grand Trunk system, we pass through 
the “ridges,” the watershed of the rivers flowing to 
Lakes Huron and Ontario. On emerging from 
the “ridges,” the train winds through the pleasant 
vale of Aurora, where the hill-sides, dotted with 
cosy farmsteads, wooded copses, and village 
spires, remind one of the old country. Passing 
through the little town of Newmarket, we see the 
source of the Holland river winding its way 
through grassy meads, and soon arrive at Holland 
Landing, which, now a Sleepy Hollow, w’as at one 
time a centre of considerable business. Continu¬ 
ing the route, our next stopping place is Bradford, 
where we cross the stream close to Holland River 
Marsh. This is a capital point for snipe and wild 
fowl shooting, and Bingham’s Hotel affords excel¬ 
lent accommodation. At Lefroy we catch the 
first glimpse of Lake Simcoe, which is the first 
of the various chain of inland lakes. Stage 
coaches run to Cooks Bay, whilst steamers ply to 
Roach’s Point, a pretty little village that is much 
patronised in summer, on account of its good 
fishing and boating. Lake Simcoe is a splendid 
sheet of water, thirty miles long and eighteen 
miles wide. Prom Lefroy the traveller can now 
proceed by water to Barrie and Orillia, or, con¬ 
tinuing by train, our next station is Allan- 
dale. From this point a railway runs to Colling- 
wood, on Georgian Bay, where connection is made 
with the steamers that make the cruise of Lake 
Superior. Leaving Allandale, we (juickly pass by 
Barrie, and proceed to Haw’kstone, near to which 
are some good trout streams, whence the train 
plunges into thick forests, till, reappearing on 
the lake shore, it curves round into Orillia. Ten 
miles distant from this rising town is Strawberry 
Island, where there is a capital hotel and fine 
summer cottages. This resort is owned hy Captain 
Charles Meinnes, who has a first-class steamer, 
by which there is daily connection between the 
island and Orillia. Splendid brook trout are 
caught in the neighbouring streams, and the 
black bass fishing has the reputation of being 
second to none in America. From Orillia the 
tourist, in continuing his rambles to the Muskoka 
Lakes, has again the choice of two means of 
transit, as he can either take the steamer, and pass¬ 
ing through the narrows, enter Lake Chouchiching 
and proceed to Washago, or perform the same 
journf'y by rail. Here begins the splendid fishing 
stream of the Severn, which runs through deer, 
duck, and grouse grounds, through wild rapids 
and over the Severn Palls, and drains the entire 
Semcoe region into Georgian Bay. A short dis¬ 
tance below AVishago the stream opens out into 
Sparrow Lake, which has long been famous for 
fishing and shooting. On leaving AV'ashago, the 
river is crossed by a lofty bridge, and the railway 
enters a country of granite, and wund.s on through 
steep cliffs till reaching a natural opening, the 
“ Granite Notch,” it emerges upon the highlands, 
and shortly afterwards the train pulls up at 
Gravenhurst, situated at the foot of Lake Mus¬ 
koka. Taking up' his quarters at either the 
AVindsor or Albion Hotel, expeditions can be 
taken by the score into the Highlands of Ontario, 
and, if time permitted, a trip might even be 
entertained to the charming chain of waters of 
Nipissiner. This being only a side trip, and as the 
days and weeks are rapidly gliding by, it behoves 
us to once more take up our western journey 
from Toronto by the Grand Trunk Railway. 
Leaving the Union Station the line follows the 
shore of liake Ontario to Hamilton, and from 
there runs south-west to A\^oodstock. From here 
a branch line carries tourists to Port Dover on 
Lake Erie, a very popular summer resort owing 
to its pleasant surroundings and excellent boat¬ 
ing facilities, and during the season some capital 
duck shooting on the American continent may be 
enjoyed. (To be conhmied.) 
