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finger of his right, he moved his hand backward 
and forward, so rapidly that it heated it almost 
to burning. Instantly he stopped, the. gut 
cooled, and it was straight as a kniting needle. 
Then he took from his bait-box what he called 
a night-crawler, the diameter of which was not 
quite equal to.a Frankfort sausage, but it was 
longer and about the same color. This he 
festooned beautifully to the sneck-bend, then 
he pulled the line through the rings until the 
loop of the snell was up to the ring tip of the 
derrick and clasping, the coils of surplus line 
between his left hand and the rod. Then he 
moved carefully down through the foot-deep 
black mud to within fifteen feet of the bushes, 
skillfully pushed the tip through and over them. 
moved a step nearer, so as to be sure the 
“critter” was over the water and then released 
the coils he held in his hand. The weight of 
the sausage (about 15 to the pound, I should 
say) carried it to the water, which it no sooner 
reached than I heard a splash, Jim turned a 
very significant look to me, let go another 
coil of line, which gave the fish a chance to 
move off a bit while he gorged the bait. He 
did not strike until the fish had got the hook so 
far inside that the loop in the snell tickled his 
gills, then he struck and all uncertainty was 
eliminated as far as that fish was concerned. 
He very deliberately worked the reel until snell 
loop and ring tip met, then he slowly started 
back. I halted him by exclaiming, ‘ ‘Don’t move 
out of your tracks, I will come and lend you a 
hand!” 
“All right,” he replies, “only be careful.” 
Thus admonished, I worked down until I 
could reach the extended butt, then I slowly 
receded, drawing the rod through his hands 
until he held the tip and a half-pound trout. 
He removed the hook, snapped his head two 
or three times, threw him back on to the bank, 
rebaited, and I shoved the rod forward until 
he could control it, and the act was repeated; 
in fact, repeated until nine handsome trout were 
taken from that same pool. 

I will not weary any reader with a further 
description of his methods, but he fished every 
pool in the same careful, methodical manner, 
and when we reached the upper pool it was 
nearly 5 o'clock. 
Recalling the remark with which Mrs. L. had 
dismissed us early in the morning, I suggested, 
in a very indifferent way, that we better be 
moving toward that “hot beefsteak dinner.” He 
made no audible reply, but his looks were sug- 
gestive of irritation, and he just hammered 
those pools back until just at dusk we stood 
above the pool above the pond where I had 
tried my flies in the morning. The same flies 
were on my leader, and I had not moistened 
them during the day. 
“Now,” Jim says, “try that pool again, I 
know there are trout in it.” 
I knew the situation then, so I got alongside 
the upper alders and laid the leaders on the 
pool. Quick as a flash there was a rise, I struck 
and kept him coming, and he fell in the grass 
at Jim’s feet, a good half-pounder. He removed 
him, and again I cast another good fish, and I 
honestly believe it was not over five minutes 
before I had the fifth and last trout in the grass, 
and not a strike missed and every one on the 
brown-hackle. 
Smilingly I turned to him and said: “Jim, 
I’m satisfied.” He replied: “It was worth a 
year’s work just to see you do it.” 

On the way home Jim says: Well, what do 
you think of the derrick now?” I answered: 
“Your handling of that lamming pole has been, 
in many ways, a revelation to me. For skillful, 
persistent work with a most unwieldly weapon, 
it was the best exhibition I ever witnessed. I 
doff my hat to you. We deserve—and cold 
beefsteak for not getting home when we agreed 
to. 
But as 9:30 two very tired fishermen sat down 
to hot beefsteak and onions. The catch was 
forty-two trout, weighing nearly 15 pounds. 
Jc WeeBi 
FOREST AND STREAM. 

Canadian Camp Dinner. 
Tue fourth annual dinner of the Canadian 
Camp was held in the grand ballroom of the 
Hotel Astor, New York city, at 6 P. M. Mon- 
day, Feb. 26. For a half hour preceding the 
dinner a reception was given to the guests and 
speakers in the parlors adjoining. Mr. Charles 
Hallock, the guest of honor, who had come up 
from Norfolk, Wiaka tO attend the dinner, was 
escorted to the hotel by Harry V. Radford, 
Secretary of the Camp. 
It was the largest dinner in the history of 
the Camp, about 350 members and guests being 
present, including about seventy-five ladies. The 
diners were seated, in groups of eight, at small 
round tables; except the speakers and guests, 
who occupied a long table, somewhat elevated, 
at one side of the room. All the tables were 
profusely decorated with evergreens and other 
woodsy ornamentation, with sprinklings of 
American Beauty roses as a compliment to the 
ladies. In each place was a boutonniére of Can- 
adian pine. 
At the guests’ table, presiding, was Dr. G. 
Lenox Curtis, President of the Camp; the Rev. 
Dr. Allan. MacRossie, toastmaster; Charles 
Hallock, the guest of honor; the Hon. Dr. 
Rheaume, Commissioner of Fish and Game of 
the Province of Ontario; the Hon. Jean Prevost, 
Minister of Colonization, Mines and Fisheries 
of the Province of Quebec; Hon. John S. Wise, 
ore News vork; ColiGay. (Buttalo)i jones? L. F. 
Brown; G. M. Bosworth, President of the Can- 
adian Pacific Railroad; A. A. Anderson, Presi- 
dent of the Camp-fire Club; John Achron 
(“Woodser”); Rev. Leander T. Chamberlain, 
D.D.; Harry V. Radford; W. M. Hays, Assist- 
ant Secretary of Agriculture; Alfred H. Dun- 
ham, Game Warden of Alaska; Rey. J. C. Allen; 
James W. Husted; L. O. Armstrong; James A. 
Cruikshank, and Henry Wellington Wack, 
The souvenir menus supplied by the Dinner 
Committee (Dr. H. T. Galpin and Harry V. 
Radford) were quite different from those pro- 
vided at any preceding dinner of the Camp. 
They were printed in four colors. At the top 
of the card appeared the figure of a catalo, the 
animal which supplied the piece de résistance of 
the meal. There was a border of forest trees, 
among which appeared, in miniature, the Hotel | 
Astor and the log structure of the Canadian 
Camp Club, at Minnessinaguah Lake, Ont. 
There were also reproductions in tint from 
photographs. of camp scenes taken by Dr. 
Galpin along the Mississaga River. At the bot- 
tom, styled “Antiquities,” were effigies of three 
famous dishes which have appeared in the 
Camp’s .bill of fare at former dinners—‘‘Prince 
Henry Rhino,” “Grover’s Bear,” and “Peary’s 
Polar Mice.” The menu follows: 
Oak Island Oysters 
Guaranteed thoroughly Authodox 
Purée of Labrador Mink 
Provided by Dillon Wallace—Present address, 
Somewhere in Ungava 
Radishes Celery Pine Nuts 

Olives 
Escapoppes of Black Sea Bass 
Caught by Rear-Admiral Robley D. Evans, Wash., D. C. 
Filet of Cinnamon Bear ; 
From Banff, Alberta. 
Provided by Hon. F. R. Latchford, Toronto, Ont. 
French Peas. 
Roast Catalo 
(Served for the first time in public) 
Provided by Col. C. J. (Buffalo) Jones, Fredonia, Ariz. 
Baked Potatoes 
Sorbet Diana 
Roast Japanese Okito Duck 
Imported for the occasion by 
Dr. Wm. J. Long, 
Salade de Saison 
Wild Animal Ice Cream , 
Assorted Fruit 
Stamford, Conn. 
Pound Cake 
Lumber Camp Cheese 
Café Noir 
By 8:30 the tables were cleared and President 
Curtis rose to introduce the toastmaster. Before 
doing so he read a letter from Lord Minto, 
Viceroy of India, in which the latter said, writing 
from Calcutta: “I have not yet been able to ob- 
tain any animal of sufficient rarity to satisfy the 
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appetites of the members of the Canadian Camp.” 
However, Dr. Curtis expressed the hope that 
Lord Minto, who was searching India, would be 
able by the next dinner to provide some very rare 
game for the Camp. 
Dr. MacRossie, as toastmaster, was witty and 
eloquent, and succeeded in putting all in a frolic- 
some frame of mind from the start. 
There was a storm of applause as Charles Hal- 
lock, the venerable guest of honor and dean of 
American sportsmen, rose to respond to the senti- 
ment, “American Sportsmanship,” and it was evi- 
dent that this distinguished author, editor, 
naturalist and traveler still is held in the warm- 
est affection by the sportsmen of both Canada 
and the United States. Mr. Hallock, in alluding 
to the presence of the ladies, said: 
“IT am glad that there are women in the Cana- 
dian Camp. Their presence brings good cheer; 
while it inspires circumspection and promotes 
sobriety. Any club or organization which can 
promote healthful social intercourse without in- 
fringing upon the prerogatives of home is worthy 
of encouragement. 
“The first time I remember to have been with 
ladies in camp—for I had been trained in a 
rougher school—was in 1859, when the Rev. G. 
C. Fletcher, who had been United States Secre- 
tary of Legation to Dom Pedro of Brazil, headed 
a party of thirteen couples, with guides and 
luxurious camp appointments, made up at Houl- 
ton, Me., in the Aroostook country, and went 
down to the Grand Lake Stream near Rev. Dr. 
Bethune’s favorite camp at the outlet, to fish for 
landlocked salmon. It was during the era of 
hoop skirts, and when the ladies discarded these 
contraptions upon retiring at night and hung 
them up in the moonlight at the front of our 
long, open-faced tilt, they looked like monster 
spiderwebs. The first woman adept with the gun 
that I ever knew was a sister of Gurdon Trum- 
bull, the artist, of Hartford. She was the wife 
of William C. Prime, and with her noted hus- 
band was abroad shooting pigeons on the Egyp- 
tian Nile from the deck of a dahabeyah in 1848. 
A Swiss lady, the wife of Fayette S. Giles, who 
was the first president of the Blooming Grove 
Park Association in 1870-71, together with the 
wives of other members, used to make up the 
female contingent at the Park hostelry in those 
days; but they seemed out of place then in a 
boys’ game. Adirondack Murray encouraged the 
presence of women in the open woods until it 
was charged that the whole New York wilderness 
was littered with parasols and bits of lingerie, 
the jetsam of ladies ‘going in.’ ” 
Mr. Hallock was followed by genial L. F. 
Brown, whose entertaining remarks upon “Camp- 
fires and their Environments,’ were introduced 
by a dozen colored lantern slides made from 
photographs gathered by him in as many corners 
of the continent. 
The Hon. Dr. Rheaume spoke in a more prac- 
tical vein. His theme was “The Protection of 
Game.” He told what was being done by his 
Government in this important field, and extended 
a hearty welcome to his American friends to visit 
the sporting resorts of Ontario. 
“Buffalo” Jones, naturally, told about the catalo 
and how he had, after many years of experiment- 
ing, succeeded in producing an animal, half buf- 
falo and half domestic cattle, which was in all 
practical points superior to either. He also told 
tales—which he called “Wild West Reminis- 
cences’’—of his early experiences on the plains, 
of his capture of buffalo and musk ox calves, and 
of his work as Government game warden in the 
Yellowstone Park. His address was supplemented 
by an excellent series of moving pictures of wild 
animals taken by him in the Park. 
The Hon. Jean Prevost told of the value of 
“Canadian Game and Game Fishes.” He said 
that it was his intention to stop the seining of 
fish in that portion of Lake Champlain con- 
tained within the Province of Quebec, and ex- 
pressed the opinion that his province offered the 
best attractions to the sportsman of any portion 
of the continent. 
W. M. Hays, Assistant Secretary of Agri- 
culture, and Dr. John Achron (‘““Woodser’’) also 
spoke. 
The fourth semi-annual dinner of the Camp 
will be given next November. 
