Aug. 5, 1911.] 
FOREST AND STREAM. 
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sarv to keep a constant strain, so that the great 
beak can not become unhooked. 
* The following is from another page of my 
journal: 
“Saturday, Nov. 11, 1905.—Seventy-five days 
out; 39 0 39' south; 59 0 37' east. Course, east. 
Day’s run, 170 knots. Moderate to light breeze 
from south with dull, overcast sky. 
“This morning a strange little petrel (a prion 
or ‘whale bird’) collided with the rigging and 
dropped to the deck, from which it was unable 
to arise. The second mate called me and I 
soon put an end to its career. It well illustrates 
the long period that we have carried a fine 
breeze, that I did not skin it at once, as I 
wished to take advantage of our slow rate of 
travel to try for some albatrosses. Before 
breakfast I had the bill of a splendid white and 
black fellow hooked in the French triangle 
which Victor, the donkeyman, made for me; but 
the ship was traveling four or five knots and, 
with three of us on the other end of the line, 
the strain proved too much and the line parted 
just as we had the old fellow under the stern. 
“The chief mate took pity on me and spent 
the morning in laying a new line for me out of 
rope twine. He also made a hook according 
to the Nova Scotian idea out of a sail needle. 
I put a piece of pork rind with some quarter of 
an inch of fat on the hook, and payed it out 
astern, keeping some slack line in reserve 
against the time an albatross should be trying 
for the bait. A handful of bits from a sailor's 
grease pot was now thrown over. In an in¬ 
stant the keen-eyed cormorants and cape 
pigeons were after it and almost immediately a 
couple of albatrosses came swooping into their 
midst with feet extended like, a balky mule. 
They brushed into the w r ater and with wings 
held aloft, turned about and paddled back to 
the birds. By this time the baited hook had 
towed into the croaking group and a greedy 
albatross drove off a cormorant that had dis¬ 
covered it and grabbed it for himself. The re¬ 
serve line was let run, and after a moment's 
pause to be sure that we had him, we hauled 
away in excited glee. With wings half spread 
the albatross paddled after the hook at first, 
then hung back and opened its beak to try to 
shake it clear, but the rushing water caught the 
lower mandible, which acted like a scoop on an 
American express train and in a moment the 
albatross had all available tanks filled to over¬ 
flowing. Soon we had our first albatross aboard 
and it seemed even larger than I had antici¬ 
pated. 
“Tying its feet together so that it could not 
wear the skin off by walking upon the deck, 
we left it; for an albatross cannot fly from a 
level platform, needing a certain amount of 
drop to get in a sweep of its enormous wings. 
Soon we had another aboard and then, the 
‘slush’ having been used up, we called it ‘half 
a day' and quit work.” 
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Lake Crescent and the Beardsley Trout 
By NIMROD 
W E left Seattle on the night steamer Sioux, 
arriving next morning early at Port 
Angeles. Mr. Day, whose week-end 
guests we were to be, met us at the wharf with 
an auto and we were soon on our way. 
Now it is only a matter of twenty miles from 
Port Angeles to Lake Crescent, but the distance 
for the most part is straight up. The ride was 
most beautiful, but somewhat dangerous. The 
Elwa River certainly was straight down a mile 
or more. If one were to run off the road it 
had left before we arrived, and having several 
hours to wait we got our rods out without 
losing any time. 
We were not successful, it being the middle 
of a warm day with no breeze, and the water 
like a sheet of glass. I, however, did land three 
nice fish, which I picked out from under the 
willows. The fish were the Salmo gairdneri 
crescentis or, as they are called in this country, 
crescentis. 
The wagon arriving, we departed for Lake 
Mollymauk or black-eyebrowed albatross (Diomedea melanophrys). Wandering albatross, young (Diomedea 
exulans). Royal albatross (Diomedea regia). Wandering albatross (Diomedea exulans). Cape hen or sooty 
albatross (Phoebetria fuliginosa). Gray-headed or white-capped albatross (Thalassogeron albatros). Wandering 
albatross (Diomedea exulans). Snowy-winged albatross (Diomedea chionoptera). 
would not worry him very long as to how far 
down it was. 
At Indian Creek we stopped at the bridge and 
had a chat with Mr. Bender, a guide and moun¬ 
taineer who lives at this point. Indian Creek is 
the overflow of Lake Sutherland. The creek is 
about four miles long, emptying into the Elwa. 
We saw many salmon in this creek that were 
coming up to spawn. Bender wanted 11s to stay 
over a day and he would take us up the hill 
a way, as he called it, and let us shoot thirty 
or forty elk (with our camera). The elk have 
been protected several years; the open season 
is not until 1915. The consequence is they are 
so numerous and tame that they are a nuisance 
in the country. We were unable to accept Ben¬ 
der’s offer, and I may say on my part will¬ 
ingly, for his “hill” was another straight-up-propo¬ 
sition. And both of us carried rather too much 
excess baggage, and it was a case of walk. 
Eight miles from Indian Creek crossing we 
came to Lake Sutherland, a beautiful sheet of 
water with heavy timber on all sides. At this 
place we had to leave the auto, as the road to 
Crescent—three miles from the point—was very 
bad. The stage which connects for Crescent 
Crescent. Arrived there, Day's launch met us 
at the wharf, and we at once embarked for a 
ten-mile ride up the lake to Sunshine Villa. 
Lake Crescent takes its name from its shape. 
The water is very deep, the length twelve miles 
by one and one-half miles wide. There is no 
road on either side of the lake, and in fact few 
landing places. The mountains are very high on 
all sides and the water as blue as indigo. 
On the way up the lake we saw many white- 
crested eagles. Not less than twenty of these 
large birds passed us going either way. I was 
told that a fisherman on the lake was attacked 
by one of these birds only the week before. He 
had just caught a fish, was taking it front, the 
hook, when down came the eagle, landing on 
his head and shoulders, and before he could 
beat the eagle off, he was well scratched up. 
We reached Sunshine Villa about 4 o’clock 
rather tired to try for big fish, so decided to 
save our energy for the morrow. Day advised 
us that we could pick up some very nice small 
fish, casting a fly from the float in front of the 
house. For an hour we had fine sport. Between 
us we picked up thirty-five fine fish, all cut¬ 
throat or, as the natives call them, crescentis, 
