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FOREST AND STREAM. 
[March 23, 1907. 
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CASTING BELOW THE FIRST CATARACT ON THE BATCHAWANA RIVER. 
Batchawana and Harmony bays are the Carp, 
Harmony, Government and Stakely rivers, some 
of which are not visited on an average of once 
a year, and their waters are fairly alive with 
trout. If one does not care to spend a week 
beneath a tent, there are accommodations at 
Batchawana station, where board of excellent 
quality may be secured and Indian guides hired 
to furnish boats for trips to the various rivers 
of the district, as well as to show strangers the 
best points for reef and other fishing in the bays 
and along the shoals adjacent to the islands. 
H. F. Bailey. 
Newfoundland Angling. 
St. Johns, N. F., March 16. — Editor Forest 
and Stream: Last year the angling was excep¬ 
tionally good. Very few sportsmen were re¬ 
ported as having got the proverbial “hard lines.” 
Many American anglers availed of the sport. It 
is noticeable that in the last couple of years lady 
anglers are becoming more plentiful. Lady Sybil 
Grey, daughter of the Governor General of 
Canada, led the way last season and hooked 
some good salmon and grilse, and brought most 
of them to net; one salmon especially put in a 
good fight, but after a tussle which lasted some 
time, and extended along a good bit of the river, 
she killed her game and received the congratula¬ 
tions of her admiring spectators. Several Ameri¬ 
can ladies also gave a good account of themselves, 
as will be seen by a glance at the accompanying 
1st. Through'the courtesy of Hon. Eli Dawe I 
have secured a copy of some of the official re¬ 
turns from the rivers on the west coast. It will 
be seen that most of the anglers had very good 
sport, and all were successful. I am sure a 
perusal of the list will interest anglers. 
Up to date the promised legislation taxing 
foreign sportsmen has not materialized, so that 
the salmon, grilse and sea trout fishing is still 
free, no rod tax being. imposed, or no license 
being required in the island. For any angler 
making dates for the coming season, these re¬ 
turns will make interesting reading. 
Copy of official returns from a few of New¬ 
foundland rivers, season 1906: 
Mr. Thomas Dozvney, —Mr. Stanley Henshaw, 
Providence, U. S. A., June 8 to July 3, 18 salmon, 
174 pounds; Mrs. Stanley Henshaw, Providence, 
U. S. A., June 8 to July 3, 5 salmon, 55 pounds; 
Miss Nicholson, Providence, U. S. A., June 23 
to July 4, 7 salmon, 50 pounds; Captain C. M. 
Granger, New York, July 25 to Aug. 10, 5 sal¬ 
mon, 60 pounds; 47 grilse, 13 trout; Mr. F.*F. 
Downward, England, June 6 to July 6, 22 sal- 
nion 2.34 pounds; 10 grilse; Col. Weston and 
tuend, Halifax, June 3 to 15, 11 salmon, 10 to 
12 pounds. 
_ Mclsaac. —Col. Strachan and A. 
C. Mitchell, England, June 20 to July 6, 19 sal¬ 
mon, 230 pounds; 23 grilse; Major 'and Mrs. 
Ashburton, England, June 26 to July 12, 11 sal¬ 
mon, 105 pounds; 38 grilse; R. A. Murray, Bos¬ 
ton, 12 salmon, 173 pounds; 6 grilse; R. B. Job 
and father, St. John’s, 11 grilse, 35 pounds; Capt. 
Rhodes, London, 20 salmon, 175 pounds, and to 
grilse; Colonel Ward, London, 21 salmon, 202 
pounds, and 12 grilse; William Duffin, Halifax, 
7 salmon, 93 pounds, and 5 grilse; Mr. Sladder, 
St. John, N. B., 12 salmon, 130 pounds; Mr. 
fucker, St. John, N. B., 14 salmon, 115 pounds. 
Peter Mouise.-— Rev. J. Herton, Boston, 5 sal¬ 
mon, 52 pounds; Mr. Chas. Walker, Boston, 5 
salmon, 38 pounds; Lord Howick, Canada, 2 
salmon, 20 pounds, and 28 grilse; Lady Sybil 
Grey, Canada, 2 salmon, 27 pounds, and 11 grilse; 
Col. Ward, England, 12 salmon, 114 pounds; Mr. 
R. Murray, Scotland, 2 salmon, 16 pounds; 2 
grilse; Captain Rhodes, England, 5 salmon, 39 
pounds; Edwin Wood and party, New York, 2 
salmon, 37 pounds; 26 grilse; Rev. O’Donovan 
and Rev. Russel, Baltimore, 1 salmon, 10 pounds; 
12 grilse, 22 trout; Mr. J. F. Muir, Scotland, 4 
salmon, 39 pounds; 34 grilse, 36 trout. 
Camille White. —Mr. Walker and friend, 12 
salmon, average 8 pounds; Mr. Webb, 16 salmon, 
average 12 pounds; S. and F. Jones, 6 salmon, 
average 6 pounds; sportsman, name unknown, 
10 salmon, average 7 pounds; Geo. Benoit, 3 
salmon, average 7 pounds. W. J. Carroll. 
Information Desired. 
Dammeretz, Mecklenburg, Germany.— Editor 
Forest and Stream: I read very often in your 
paper about India rubber boots worn in the 
field, shooting, and so on. Of course we have 
them also here this side of the large pond, but 
they are not much liked because the feet get 
damp and hot; there is no evaporation possible. 
How is that now with you? As a very old 
subscriber to Forest and Stream I hope to get 
some reliable information from parties wearing 
these boots in the field. 
My best thanks in anticipation. 
Baron Laffert. 
A Correction. 
In our report of the Sportsman’s Show Fly- 
Casting Tournament last week, the types made 
us do injustice to the casting of Mr. J. L. Kirk 
in event 12 for four ounce trout fly-rod open to 
all. 
Mr. Kirk is credited with a cast of 70 feet 8 
inches, whereas it should have been 76 feet 8 
inches. The other contestants were L. S Dar¬ 
ling, 83 feet 1 inch and E. J. Mills 79 feet n 
inches. It is seen therefore that Mr. Mills beat 
Mr. Kirk by only 3 feet 3 inches instead of by 
9 feet 3 inches as stated. 
Graves Meadow. 
1 he winter of 1905-6 found me very comfort¬ 
ably domiciled in the prettiest little village in 
southern Vermont, and looking forward to the 
opening of the fishing season on May 1st. 1 
had been away froth old New England for 
many years, and during all that while I had 
neither time nor opportunity for trout fishing, 
but the pleasant recollections of my earlier 
years among the hills and along the streams 
lingered in my memory, and I had always felt 
the longing to get back again before old age 
had me in its grasp. 
I came to this village in my wanderings dur¬ 
ing the fall before when looking for a pleasant 
location, for a time at least, and finding plenty 
of good covers among the hills, and .ruffed 
grouse fairly plentiful, stayed on, making ac¬ 
quaintance among the good village folk, and 
finding a few among them who were fond of 
the woods and streams. I learned something of 
what I might expect from the streams during 
the open season to follow, and I must say the 
reports were not so rosy that I was led to an¬ 
ticipate phenomenal sport. From my earlier ex¬ 
perience I did not expect to find any large fish 
or even a great number of legal length, and so 
would be content with very moderate success. 
One of my fishing acquaintances kindly offered 
to take me on the streams during the coming 
season, whenever he could get away from his 
business for a day, and we spent many pleasant 
hours during the winter discussing prospective 
fishing trips when spring should come. 
Forest and Stream came to me each week, as 
it has done for many years, and it seemed even 
more companionable than when I was “chained 
to business.” In a mid-winter issue of last 
year I found a short but interesting article from 
F. L. B. under the heading of “Graves Mead¬ 
ow.” Much to my surprise it described Graves 
Meadow as in the deserted town of Stratton, 
only twenty miles away, and I was naturally 
desirous of locating this stream and made in¬ 
quiry of the timber men who frequented the 
hotel where I am living, some of whom I 
knew to be familiar with the lumber tracts in 
that territory, but failed to get any definite in- 
formation. There is an old surveyor living in 
the outskirts of this village whom I believed 
might help me out, as he has spent a good part 
of his life in the woods of this section, running 
lines, of towns and timber tracts, and his mem¬ 
ory is the keenest I have ever known. Meet¬ 
ing him one day, I noted his instructions for 
reaching this meadow, which he readily gave 
me, with much information regarding" other 
streams in the same section. 
At four o’clock one bright morning in early 
June my friend and I were on the way to Strat¬ 
ton, reaching our destination in the early fore¬ 
noon. We had been directed to a farmhouse 
near the ‘Middle Town” and as we approached 
the dwelling we crossed a clear stream, coming 
through the meadow above the road and los¬ 
ing itself in the woods below. It looked good 
to 11s both, and we were not long in making our 
arrangements for entertainment at the house, 
stabling our horse, and getting down in the 
meadow, and we were more than satisfied with 
our catch, not only on this stream but another 
one near by, which we fished during the after¬ 
noon. When we compared notes that night on 
our return to the house and looked over our 
catch, we decided that Stratton was all right. 
That evening I asked our host if he knew of 
any spot in that “neck of the woods” called 
Graves Meadow. Yes, he knew it by name and 
location, and was promptly enlisted as guide on 
a pilgrimage to the meadow. He said that he 
would go in with us the first day he could leave 
his work; that he had not been fishing for sev¬ 
eral years and he would enjoy a little outing 
himself, though he did not think he was a very 
good fisherman. 
The second morning after was overcast with 
a drizzling rain and fog, so, after an early 
breakfast, we started off for the meadow, our 
guide having a lard pail slung over his shoulder 
for a creel. After several hours tramping 
through the woods and wet underbrush, the 
guide losing his direction occasionally, so that 
