. Rod and gun. n the river, looked like a goodsized hill, and I made light of cHmb- 604 ROD AND GUN IN CANADA ing to its summit, but the Captainsmiled in a knowing way and ratherencouraged me to undertake the trip,while the steamer Elphicke lay in theharbor waiting to unload its cargoof coal. Labor Day was quite a warm one,all the moisture from the previousnights shower having been dried following morning, (Tuesday,September 3rd,) the atmosphere wasdelightfully crisp, much cooler thanthe previous day. It was one of thosedry, sunny days when ones heartlongs for solitude, such as the quie


. Rod and gun. n the river, looked like a goodsized hill, and I made light of cHmb- 604 ROD AND GUN IN CANADA ing to its summit, but the Captainsmiled in a knowing way and ratherencouraged me to undertake the trip,while the steamer Elphicke lay in theharbor waiting to unload its cargoof coal. Labor Day was quite a warm one,all the moisture from the previousnights shower having been dried following morning, (Tuesday,September 3rd,) the atmosphere wasdelightfully crisp, much cooler thanthe previous day. It was one of thosedry, sunny days when ones heartlongs for solitude, such as the quietof a mountain can afford. Immediate-ly after breakfast ( ) I de-cided that the appropriate time wasat hand for the climbing of beckoningMt. McKay. I was dressed in amedium weight, blue alpaca, two-piece suit and as a matter of pre-caution, took along a sweater, whicheventually served me in good distance of three miles from to mountain road, which inreality is the Indian Mission, is. Jo8. Grossman, Cleveland: The Suit in Which he(:li m!)ed covered by means of a street the car reaches the CanadianPacific tracks, just this side of thebridge, a transfer is made necessaryas the Railway Company does notpermit the street cars to cross itstracks, on account of recent acci-dents. At the transfer station thereis a refreshment stand, where I cas-ually bought a small package of milkchocolate, which later became myonly sustenance. While walkingthrough the Indian Mission, a dis-tance of nearly a mile, a man butshortly from Finland trudged alongwith me towards the base of themountain. In the broken English hespoke, he informed me that he wasemployed in connection with themaintenance of Lock Lomond onthe summit of one of the mountains,making up the Mt. McKay also told me of having climbedMt. McKay by means of the paththat was laid out, and I gathered fromhis remarks that once was enough forhim. He kindly directed me to thepath and turned to go


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