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plied that the information had been supplied by 
Mr. O’Reilly, a Government servant, and the 
foregoing is precisely what I told him and is 
taken from my diary.” 
Some Salmon Freaks. 
Odd Strikes on Back Casts. 
Mr. Muir’s Salmon. 
__ London, E. C., Sept. 8 .—Editor Forest and 
Stream: I send you cutting from my paper with 
an explanation from Sir A. K. Muir, Bart., re¬ 
garding his brother, Mr. J. F. Muir’s supposed 
wanton slaughter of salmon in Newfoundland. 
1 see you refer to it on page 340 and feel sure 
you will be glad to note the explanation; it is 
perfectly satisfactory. R. B. Marston, 
Editor Fishing Gazette. 
Extract referred to from Mr. J. F. Muir’s 
letter of August 9, 1906: “You know that I 
chartered the schooner Shamrock for a fishing 
tour round the coast, and I may say that before 
I started I ascertained that there was plenty of 
salt on board for curing purposes, and arranged 
that the captain of the schooner and my guide 
should have the fish I caught. So far as I am 
aware, every fish, apart from those eaten fresh 
and those left at Little River, is now on the 
schooner. When I had been camped a short time 
on Little River I sent the schooner round to St. 
Jacques to get supplies and mail, and she ex¬ 
pected to be away three or four days. I told 
my guide to get some salt before she started, and 
the captain was to come up immediately on his 
return for the fish. Those caught in the mean¬ 
time were carried to the camp, split and slightly 
salted, and, as I found my guide had not brought 
a great deal of salt, for two days I only fished 
for a short time to get a fresh grilse for camp 
use. When I considered the schooner must be 
back in the bay, even allowing for delays, I kept 
some fresh grilse to send down to her with the 
salted ones to be cured. When she had been 
away for eight days, however, a longer time than 
I had intended to stay, we had to come away, 
as there was nothing left to eat. I was, of course, 
anxious to take the fish with us, but our boat 
was fully loaded with camp outfit, and I was re¬ 
luctantly compelled to leave them behind. When 
we reached the mouth of the river we found 
that the schooner had not yet arrived, but she 
came in about 7 P. M. that evening. We found 
the delay in returning was due to a dense fog 
which lasted for about ten days, although, being 
inland, we had known nothing about it and had 
had fine weather. There did not appear to be 
any object then in spending two days going back 
for the uncured fish, and the people in a village 
at the mouth of the bay were told about the 
salted ones, so that they could get them. I may 
say that as soon as my attention was drawn to 
the newspaper article I called on Mr. Dawe, the 
Minister of Marine and Fisheries, as it was im¬ 
The Nepigon. 
Minneapolis, Minn., Sept. 14 .—Editor Forest 
and Stream: I write of a catch of speckled trout, 
during July 1906, in the Nepigon River, 'Canada, 
by Mr. Otto Keidel and myself. There were two 
trout weighing 7Li pounds each, one weighing 
6 J 4 pounds, and two 6 pounds each. Of course 
there were the usual number of smaller ones. 
This was my third season’s fishing on the 
Nepigon, and I believe it is a record in this one 
particular—the only party that ever came down 
the river with two speckled trout each weighing 
7 pounds or more. R. O. Foster. 
Bass at Barnegat. 
Barnegat City, N. J.. Sept. 14.—This morning 
in three hours a party of gentlemen from Tuxedo 
Park, guests of the Sunset, landed in the inlet 
with rod and reel, fourteen large channel bass. 
James H. Romain. 
THE CAMPING OUTFIT 
of the thoughtful camper invariably includes a supply of 
Borden’s Eagle Brand Condensed Milk. With this in 
camp, the most important food item is taken care of. 
Eagle Milk keeps indefinitely in any climate. The 
original and leading brand since 1857. Always uniform.— 
Adv. 
Editor Forest and Stream: 
The contribution of C. D. W. B. in Forest 
and Stream for Sept. 8, recalls two instances of 
freaky action on the part of salmon. The pres¬ 
ent lessees of the Washshecootai River will find 
some spruce stumps on a point running out from 
the west bank of the first pool. With these cut 
stumps there goes a story. I had finished with 
the first run of salmon on the Olomana River, 
and went over to the Washshecootai, but found 
the temperature of the water to be 52 degrees 
F., and knew that it would be necessary to wait 
until we had four or five degrees more before 
salmon would rise much. Just below the point 
on the west bank of the first pool, I saw three 
big salmon resting behind a light colored rock 
on the bottom and made several casts over them 
without getting any response. 1 then asked my 
old guide, Caribou Charlie, to cut away the 
spruces on the point, so that the field would be 
clearer for casting. As the chips floated down 
stream, one of the salmon rose to a chip. I 
waited a moment, and then making a cast, 
hooked a salmon which made a fine fight for 
half an hour, although it did not get to gaff. 
The other instance was on Denny’s River. I had 
carefully cast over the bushes at the head of the 
pool in Allan’s meadow for several minutes, and 
then gave it up. Along came one of the local 
inhabitants, who stepped out boldly upon a rock 
and tossed into the pool a hook baited with a 
worm, and weighted with a sinker, consisting 
of a rusty nail. He at once hooked and finally 
landed, after much splashing and many ap¬ 
propriate words, a salmon weighing 14 pounds. 
I would rather have the words of the local in¬ 
habitant embellished and hung upon my wall 
than to have the stuffed skin of that salmon. 
Fie was “fishing for bass, trout or eels.” 
Robert T. Morris. 
Stamford, Conn., Sept. 10 . 
A GOOD DAY ON THE SKYKOMISH. 
Photo by F. Seaford. 
Syracuse, N. Y., Sept. 15.—I recently read in 
the newspapers that a bird in mid-air was killed 
by a swiftly-driven golf ball. The thought at 
once came to mind that it would interest the 
readers of Forest and Stream if anglers who in 
casting flies have caught sundry things in the 
air, would relate their experiences. "Back casts” 
particularly are more or less fruitful of such oc¬ 
currences, of which I have had several, such as 
hooking a bat, blue jay, a muskrat on the surface 
of the water, etc. There must be some odd in¬ 
stances of the kind to report; why not open a 
creel for them? Dwight H. Bruce. 
