With fly-rod and camera . stal-wart man in the bow and another in the stern, enters themass of seething foam, and in an instant darts down thesteep incline; sharp rocks and massive boulders, thrustingtheir heads above the water, or lurking hidden beneath it,threaten the frail craft on every side. In such a raeine current, to strike one of these isalmost certain destruction to the canoe, and to its occu-pant almost certain death; for good fortune alone couldsave even the stoutest swimmer if thrown into such a re-sistless stream. With skilled canoemen to manage the craft—and noneothers should fo
With fly-rod and camera . stal-wart man in the bow and another in the stern, enters themass of seething foam, and in an instant darts down thesteep incline; sharp rocks and massive boulders, thrustingtheir heads above the water, or lurking hidden beneath it,threaten the frail craft on every side. In such a raeine current, to strike one of these isalmost certain destruction to the canoe, and to its occu-pant almost certain death; for good fortune alone couldsave even the stoutest swimmer if thrown into such a re-sistless stream. With skilled canoemen to manage the craft—and noneothers should for a moment be relied on—there is, how-ever, but little danger. The steel-pointed setting pole ishandled deftly, now warding the canoe off from a threat-ening rock on one side, and in an instant, perhaps, fromone on the other, and the canoe passes with almost therapidity of thought through the roar, amid all the dan-gers seen and unseen, into the smoother water below. Hiram and William were masters in the art of canoe. 452 JVith Fly-Rod and Camera. handling, and we safel) passed the two series of rapidsin a ver) few minutes. Ah, Doctor, exclaimed Frere, as he stepped out ofthe canoe upon the beach opposite Red Ledge, that Avasa grand run through those rapids. I always enjoy sucha spin, even if it is as rough as we had it to-day. Yes. I replied, it is something worth living for totake such a rush as that; but, Hiram, I said, turningto the guide, I thought we should smash on that bigyellow rock in the middle of the current, I saw it beforewe reached it and clenched my teeth, awaiting the shock. No trouble, he replied, as he handed me my rod,there was ofood six inches of water over it, though itshowed plain enough on account of its color; the riveris raised very high. Yes, added William, the rain must have been veryheavy up country, for the water is still rising, and hepointed to the beach, which was slowly being submerged. Frere waded out to a point near the head of a pooland
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