April 12, 1913 
FOREST AND STREAM 
4?1 
Forest and Stream is the official organ of the American Canoe Association. 
IXSIDE ROUTE TO .MAINE. 
C'oiatinued from page 4(J0. 
That nigiit we camped at the mouth of the 
Chaudier River and almost in the shade of the 
collapsed Quebec Bridge. In the morning we 
rummaged through the debris. The structure, 
when completed, was to have been larger than 
the new Queensboro Bridge, so picture the 
mass of scrap iron! Some ninety men were 
either drowned or crushed outright. The natives 
told of one who was pinned between two mem¬ 
bers at the water’s level and drowned with the 
rising tide, none daring to end his suffering, 
as it was a crime in the eyes of the law. 
Our first mishap occurred upon ascending 
the rapids of the Chaudier, the "Woj” getting 
caught on a rock, whereupon the swift current 
came over the gunwale, bending the canoe and 
breaking several ribs. Much to onr chagrin, a 
’)icnic of several officers and ladies of the 
British fleet witnessed the spill with glee. A 
pair of moccasins and some clothing were lost, 
teaching the valuable lesson of tying everything 
into the canoe. Apparently all must learn that 
lesson by experience, for D'illon Wallace in his 
Labrador expedition had a similar affair, but 
of vastly more consequence. Two days were 
consumed in repairing, during which time we 
killed two woodchucks and made stew. 
Reconnoissance and inquiry proved the 
river to be very low and packed with pulp 
wood. Therefore we decided to ship the canoes 
fifty miles up stream to Beauce Junction, hop¬ 
ing to find sufficient water there to continue up 
the stream. Funds were too short for all to 
ride. One man lost his moccasins and another 
was ill from the woodchuck stew, so attended 
to the shipping. Their appearance was near¬ 
hobo type, and as such they were taken in tow 
by two Inter-Colonial R. R. detectives, but 
finally convinced them of our business. Lucra¬ 
tive positions were offered as strikebreakers in 
a salt mine. Meanwhile the- other two counted 
fifty-two miles of tics to Beance Junction, tak¬ 
ing one dollar and some corn meal cakes for 
traveling companions. No doubt fifty-two miles 
sounds easy when one reads of Weston doing 
almost that much before breakfast, but just 
try fifty-two Canadian miles over irregularly 
spaced ties. En route a character was met in 
Carl Jerome, twice a globe trotter for the New 
York A. C. His card read as follows: 
Let’s Get Acquainted. Capital, .$100,000,000 
'In My Dreams. 
POOR CARL, 
Sign and Pictorial Painter. 
Rag Time Millionaire 
Looking for Some One to Love. 
Kind Regapls to Friends M'on’t Hunch and Out 
and Knockers. for a Good Time. 
Permanent Address: Heaven. 
M’e were truly in the land of the Canuck, 
who, by our experience is a most ignorant and 
superstitious person. At frequent intervals 
along the roadside the inevitable shrine, many 
of which arc life-sized moulds of the Christ 
nailed to the Cross and picturing great suf¬ 
fering. 
To onr disaiipointment the condition of the 
river was worse than that below. Arrange¬ 
ments had previously been perfected to have 
money await ns at this point, but something 
had evidently gone wrong, for nothing could 
ONE OF THE AUTHORS, AND THE WAY HIS 
FEET FELT AFTER HIS FIRST PORTAGE. 
be found upon inquiry. Immediately the 
banker went up to the station to telegraph for 
“coveted needful.’’ The Canuck operator had 
never heard of transmitting money by tele¬ 
graph! Therefore we had to start in trying to 
convince him that it was possible. After windy 
arguments his majesty consented to look up the 
rules and of course saw that we were quite 
right. We sent three telegrams, but one reach¬ 
ing its destination. Before getting any results, 
we were down to eight cents, with a menu of 
coffee and “dough gods.” The receipe for the 
same being no baking powder, flour and water 
being fried in saved-up bacon fat, which makes 
a biscuit, the interior of which is anything but 
crisp. 
When the money did come the very first 
train was taken over the border into Maine, 
arriving at Jackman at midnight. We could 
not recognize the country by sight, but we did 
by the genuine Yankee hospitality, when the 
station agent told us to unroll our blankets 
and bunk in the depot, asking ns to keep an 
eye on the mail pouches until he returned in 
the morning. The canoes sent by freight 
caused us to wait four days. A trapper and 
his wife made it pleasant for us, often sending 
down pies, which, needless to say, were rapidly 
punished. 
Down the IMoose was an entirely new experi¬ 
ence to all. It was practically the forest primeval. 
Many bear tracks were seen and deer were 
plentiful. The river was very rapid, and low 
in places, making progress so diflicnlt that only 
ten miles tvere accomplished in two days. Each 
one of ns cut a small jiine tree, which, with the 
bark stripped off, made an excellent setting 
pole. Poling was voted great sport—that is, 
when goin.g down stream. In lowering over a 
small torrent, locally called by the mild term 
“quick water,” two canoes upset, but every¬ 
thing was tied to the thwarts this time. We 
had considerable trouble in getting through 
Moosehead Lake, as it was very rough. 
Having had no wheat bread for some weeks, 
we purchased a loaf at a sporting camp, paying 
fifteen cents for a fair sized biscuit. We took 
the West Outlet of the Kennebec and again 
went slowdy as we liad to drag over rocks. 
Several wrecked canoes were passed. Arriving 
at Indian Pond Dam. we found the famous 
“Hulling Machine’’ a barrier, no man having 
ever passed through, although often attempted. 
1 herefore we had to make a seven-mile carry 
to Chase's Stream through the forest on a very 
faint trail. I he canoes were now consider¬ 
ably water-soaked and must have weighed over 
one hundred pounds each, wdiich, in addition 
to about one hundred and seventy pounds of 
grub and duffle, made a single carry impossible. 
The day of the migration was a hot Sunday. 
On the first half of the carry we left the tent 
beh.md. Although it w\as still in .August, the 
nights were exceedingly cold. We did not an¬ 
ticipate a comfortable night in the open, it 
being too dangerous to build a big fire, as forest 
fires w'ere prevalent thronghout the State. 
Fortunately we stumliled onto an abandoned 
log-driver's camp, in wdiich we were quite cosy, 
neglecting an abundance of lice infesting the 
cabin. Dragging the canoes down Chase’s 
Stream was drudgery, the stream’s bed being 
barely dampened, wdiich w^as indeed good luck, 
for the banks are so inaccessible that w'e would, 
without a doubt, have gone over a forty- 
eight foot falls, had it been earlier in the sum¬ 
mer. Soon after we let down oi-er a thirty-five 
foot fall. The Kennebec with its deep, though 
