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vous tension had nearly worn me out. “How 
long has he been on ?” says I. “Accordin’ 
to my watch,” says Pete, “ 'bout a hour and 
a half.” “Huh!—seems a couple of weeks 
to me,” says I. 
Peter had worked the canoe inshore 
again and grounded it. Then he stepped 
out, gaff in hand, and walking down until 
he was opposite where my line cut the 
water, began to rubber. “I can see him,” 
says Pete, “but the water’s too deep to gaff. 
Say, s’pose you lean your rod inshore to’rds 
me and jest hold a stiff line on him—I think 
the stiddy pull will gradually bring him 
where I can reach him.” 
Pete waded quietly into the water up to 
his thighs and stood still, then I followed 
his instructions. It seemed absurd to think 
that the mere tension on the line could 
swing the big fellow out of his position, but 
inch by inch he was coming. I was on the 
verge of a panic lest the fly would tear out, 
or that the fish would break away in a 
sudden rush before I could relax. Pete tvas 
standing like a statue, bent over tensely, the 
cruel point of his gaff poised just above the 
surface. His knuckles were white from the 
grimness of his grip on the handle. There 
was no sound save the trill of a song- 
sparrow in a tree above my head and the 
liquid purling of the river. Little by little 
the big silver beauty gave in to the slight 
strain on the line. “He’s cornin’, but slow,” 
says Pete in a level voice and without mov¬ 
ing. I wondered how he could be so calm 
and unemotional about it—I fancied I could 
see my rod vibrate with every thump of 
my heart. I was bordering on nervous 
prostration—it was all I could do to restrain 
an impulse to let out a wild screech and 
throw the rod into the river ! Fear in many 
forms gripped me—fear that the fly would 
tear loose—that Pete would miss the fish 
and break the leader—that the fish would 
decide to move on again and that I would 
have all this agony to go thru again, or 
that-! 
Biff!—Pete struck with the quickness of 
a panther! Before I realised it he was 
wading ashore grinning and on the end of 
his gaff struggled in vain what looked to 
me like the god-father of all Pequisset sal¬ 
mon ! “Good work, Peter!” I howled vault¬ 
ing from the canoe and slacking on my line 
“He’s a right sizable fish,” drawls Pete low¬ 
ering the silver prize to the grass and 
mercifully tapping him on the head with 
:he handle of his heavy hunting knife. A 
/ith the deceased salmon lying on the 
grass congratulations were in order 
uiver passed over the glittering beauty, his 
ns flickered slightly and he lay quiet. 
“Well, Pete,” says I with a huge sigh of 
ilief, “he was a noble fighter.” “Yes,” 
•ins Pete, “he give you quite a rassle, 
dn’t he?” Then we shook hands, filled 
lr pipes and sat down in the shade, with 
e silver beauty at our feet, to talk it over 
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RIVER 
the waterway that links 
Georgean Bay with Lake 
Nipissing is now afford¬ 
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BLACK BASS 
MASK I NON GE 
and PIKE 
, Comfortable Camp ac¬ 
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on Dry Pine Bay, two 
miles from C a n a d i a n 
Pacific station. Motor 
launch meets trains. 
Further particulars gladly 
furnished by 
A. O. SEYMOUR 
General Tourist Agent 
Canadian Pacific 
Railway 
MONTREAL 
Camp Kahkon 
Canoeing and camping-out in the North¬ 
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the Allagash. 
For catalogue, address SUMNER R. HOOPER, 
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Spring Lake Camps 
Fourteen log cabins, with general dining-room, on shore 
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of buekboard road. Hay fever unknown. Booklet and 
references on application. 
JOHN B. CARVELLE 
Spring Lake, Somerset Co., Maine 
Sea Cliff Inn co™ 
NANTUCKET ISLAND 
New England’s most popular seashore resort. 
Send for illustrated booklet "Quaint Nantucket." 
Address SEA CLIFF INN, Nantucket. Mass. 
Open June 20 to Sept. 20. 
Wabi- 
Lake 
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Thv unspoiled country’—A Camp with every comfort in the 
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for Booklet. 
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Kon Camp 
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io, Canada 
f\i ill | P In Maine’s Ideal Spot for 
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Pleasant Island, Maine 
New Central House 
BELGRADE LAKE, ME. 
and camps. Open for black bass fly fishing, June 
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New 
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Hotel 
North Asbury Park, 
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Open 
June 29th 
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SHERMAN DENNIS 
Manager 
