Rod and gun . iansthat I have known,were unfamiliarwith the nice thingsto be picked up bythe way. The fishthat we capturedwere jackfish [), yellowperch and suckers(C catosto m u s).Great numbers ofwhitefish came tothe surface at even-ing-, but we did nothappen to catch anyof them on the flyor with our collect-ing- nets. We cap-tured them later onin the trip, andfound that the spe-cies was Coregonnslabradoriciis. On July 3 webroke camp reluct-antly and passingthe outlet of thefirst two lakes, sliddown stream on amorning that wasso quiet that the stillness was almost op-pressive. It was
Rod and gun . iansthat I have known,were unfamiliarwith the nice thingsto be picked up bythe way. The fishthat we capturedwere jackfish [), yellowperch and suckers(C catosto m u s).Great numbers ofwhitefish came tothe surface at even-ing-, but we did nothappen to catch anyof them on the flyor with our collect-ing- nets. We cap-tured them later onin the trip, andfound that the spe-cies was Coregonnslabradoriciis. On July 3 webroke camp reluct-antly and passingthe outlet of thefirst two lakes, sliddown stream on amorning that wasso quiet that the stillness was almost op-pressive. It was Sunday morning mostof the time in the woods anyway, but onthis morning not a breath of air ruffledthe mirror surface of the water with thetiniest cats paw. Pointed firs made re-flections in the water that seemed morereal than the trees upon the bank. Wag-tails were singing their clear notes ofsupreme joy at being aliv^e right then andthere. The spiritual ecstasy of the voiceof the hermit thrush was mellowed in. TOKENS — SKULLS the forest depths. Red crossbills sangtheir songs oi jolly good fellowship, asthe bands of merry fellows journeyed to-gether along their roads in the sprucetops away up high. The voice of thered crossbill has the timbre of the canarywith the blitheness of the bobolink, andI will defy a man with music in his soulto think of business or to commit anvother sort of crime while the crossbill issinging to him. Singing to him it is,and so directly and personally that onecould not if he would escape the inspir-ation of the sweet, sweet carol. Everand anon came thecall and responsein heart} camarad-erie of the white-throated one would be-gin a bar of theLohengrin Wed-ding March (for itwas their matingseason), and thenanother would an-swer almost a fulloctave lower. Thatwas a morning everto be remembered,and we were onlyjust at the begin-ning of a series ofabout se^enty milesof lakes and riverthat had never beendescribed, and thatare
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