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FOREST AND STREAM 
Pike and pickerel were the only fish we 
caught during the trip. We carried a deep 
itrolling outfit, with which we meant to 
ttry for the big trout found in some of the 
Hakes. But we only used it once- Usu¬ 
ally the wind was behind us on these lakes 
■and we did not care to lose time fishing. 
A swim and a good breakfast at the 
■shanty made us ready for our next day’s 
paddle. The wind was still at our backs 
and we soon reached Ogascanan Lake. We 
made camp at the end of a portage and I 
■caught the first fish, which we fried for 
Ibreakfast. The following morning we 
;paddled through many narrow winding 
•channels, an interesting change from the 
Ibig expanses. The water was like a mir¬ 
ror, and every turn opened out new scenic 
wonders as we paddled lazily along, en¬ 
joying to the full the solitude and beauty 
of the great outdoors. About noon we 
turned into Little Brule Lake and were 
surprised to see, just a short distance 
ahead, a big whitewashed house that looked 
like a prosperous farm. On landing and 
investigating, we found it to be an old 
lumber' depot. The only occupant was a 
French-Canadian fire ranger, from whom 
we got some information about the coun¬ 
try ahead. We found raspberries growing 
nearby and had lunch on the clearing. 
T HE. fire ranger told tis that there were 
two different ways to Trout Lake. 
One way meant a portage of about 
four miles while the other was a longer 
paddle with three short portages. Natur¬ 
ally, we decided to take the second route. 
The four-mile carry did not appeal to any 
of us—not at that time—but when we fi¬ 
nally negotiated the three portages, the 
last of which joined the four-mile trail, 
we knew we had guessed wrong. 
The first portage was through swampy 
ground where we sank over our ankles in 
mud and were almost devoured by mos¬ 
quitoes. The trail was also hard to follow 
and we lost considerable time. The second 
portage was over a high hill and about a 
mile long, and it required strenuous exer¬ 
tions to get the packs and canoes over. It 
was almost dark when we reached the third 
portage, which was also through marshy 
land, and it looked as if we would have 
to camp there for the night. We were 
thoroughly tired and ready to eat and rest; 
but the mosquitoes were too numerous, and 
we paddled off in the dusk in search of 
more favorable quarters. We glided along 
a narrow creek till we turned into Trout 
Lake, and before us lay our camping 
•ground. It was on a high island and Dave 
jumped ashore and in a few minutes re¬ 
ported that there were tent poles, pegs and 
fireplace, and that it looked like a Sunday 
School picnic ground. Doc named it “Wel¬ 
come Island,” and it was certainly one of 
the most beautiful spots we saw. It was 
-with some regret that we bade farewell to 
it, on the tenth of August. 
W E headed northeast on Trout Lake 
and at noon we found a fire ranger’s 
cabin •on a point. The landing here 
•was made with some difficulty, as the wa¬ 
ter was rough. The ranger was absent, 
but we used his stove to cook our lunch 
and helped ourselves to some raspberries 
growing near the clearing. 
We had a '.rough passage to the opposite 
shore- But it was sheltered, and we made 
good progress along it till about five o’clock. 
We camped at the end of a short port¬ 
age on the edge of Lake Winawaske. This 
was another ideal camping ground. A wa¬ 
terfall roared and rippled nearby; and look¬ 
ing out on the lake we could see scores of 
beautiful islands of varying sizes. We 
fished below the waterfall and had pick¬ 
erel for supper. 
Dave and I were up early the next morn¬ 
ing. We paddled out on the lake before 
breakfast, and found an Indian camping 
on one of the islands. He visited our 
camp later and we gave him some of the 
fish we had caught. It rained heavily as 
we were getting ready to leave and when 
we stopped at the Indian’s camp he laughed 
at us out in the wet. He gave us some 
venison in exchange for tobacco. It rained 
all day and we were glad when we found 
a rough log cabin on a portage late in the 
afternoon. 
We were now on Old Man Lake and at 
noon we came upon an Indian settlement. 
There were two log houses and some cul¬ 
tivated fields, but no one in sight. Half 
a mile farther on, however, we saw sev¬ 
eral tents and on landing learned that the 
Indians did not live on their clearing in 
the summer, on account of the children, 
who destroyed the crops. 
Ed talked to a halfbreed about to start 
for Grand Lake and invited him to make 
the journey with us. He consented and 
said he would take his family, a squaw and 
a boy of about five years, and that he 
would be ready to leave next morning. We 
camped across the lake and Ed baked 
some cornbread- I had caught a pike 
weighing over five pounds, so we dined in 
style. 
The Indian joined us in the morning. 
We made good progress, with a strong 
wind behind, except for several portages. 
In the afternoon we passed through a strip 
of country that had been swept by fire.- 
RAND LAKE, Victoria, was reached 
the following morning, and after a 
hard day’s paddle we caught sight of 
the red roof of the Hudson s Bay Post, 
which we reached about five o’clock. Here 
we purchased jam and sausages and some 
other provisions, and the factor s wife gave 
us some newly baked bread and a gallon 
of fresh milk. It was a welcome treat, so 
we camped across the river and prepared 
from it a splendid meal. 
The post factor, Christopherson, and his 
assistant, Jackson, with whom we spent the 
next day, treated us with splendid hospital¬ 
ity, and told us we were the first travelers 
they had seen since the previous summer. 
We had practically decided to return by 
the route we had come, as we were told 
it was impossible to make the Gen de 
Terre trip without guides, when our host 
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HOW TO TIE LEADERS AND FLIES 
FOREST AND STREAM’S ANGLING EXPERT DIVULGES 
HIS METHODS OF MAKING THEM FAST TO THE LINE 
By LOUIS RHEAD. 
T 
HE Editor desires a short treatise on 
knots, a subject passed over in “Hints 
to Beginners” in 
all—would induce them to give their own 
method for the advantage of others, my- 
F ore si and Stream 
last month, because it 
has been treated so 
often, and every an¬ 
gler finds out what he 
most likes from the 
many methods 
claimed to be perfect. 
Each expert claims 
his to be the best be¬ 
cause he invented it. 
To tell the truth, ev¬ 
ery method is hun¬ 
dreds of years old— 
indeed, they all date 
back to the Greek 
sailors. Doubtless I 
Knots for Eyed Hooks-and Leaders. 
Red Vme and leader 
attacK'me*nt '— 
Halt-Hutch 3am Vnot 
cr 
buffer Vt\oT *—* 
»—> co-m-plfted ohove 
Double buffeT knot 
-E»= 
completed 
CT Single slip-knot ottadvmcnt 
Double Slip-kT>ot aHa.cTi rr^«»T 
Jo™ knot is used it book-eye 
Vs Small and closely in? 
gut'-- * 
Knot for hooks unth large 
eyes, Qnd Varge-f lies. — 
Knots for Tying Flies Without Eyes, 
shall get raps from several that my method gut knots, 
is no good. But a saner plan—kindness to ways have 
self included. These 
are given from my 
book, “Fish and 
F i s h i n g,” published 
by Charles Scribners. 
The cuts require no 
explanation. Indeed, 
to explain how to do 
it is worse than use¬ 
less. I should strong¬ 
ly advise the amateur 
to get common cord 
or line, and practice 
from the cuts, till the 
method is well in the 
memory. In the 
practice of making 
gut will do. But al- 
any old 
it soaked in cold water. 
