. Pleasures of angling with rod and reel for trout and salmon . during these always pleasant even-ing hours on the banks of the fair Cascapedia,the melody of whose singing waters never failedto quickly woo us to refreshing slumbers. CHAPTER XXIII. GEAND SPOBT AT THE FOEKS LEAPING SALMON TOECH-LIGHT SUEVEY OF THE POOLS. And yf it fortune you to fmyt a gret fyfh with a fmall har-nays thenne ye muft lede hym in the water and labour hymthere tyll he be drounyd and overcome. Thenne take hymas well as ye can or maye, and euer be waar that ye holdenot ouer the frengthe of your lyne, and as moche as y
. Pleasures of angling with rod and reel for trout and salmon . during these always pleasant even-ing hours on the banks of the fair Cascapedia,the melody of whose singing waters never failedto quickly woo us to refreshing slumbers. CHAPTER XXIII. GEAND SPOBT AT THE FOEKS LEAPING SALMON TOECH-LIGHT SUEVEY OF THE POOLS. And yf it fortune you to fmyt a gret fyfh with a fmall har-nays thenne ye muft lede hym in the water and labour hymthere tyll he be drounyd and overcome. Thenne take hymas well as ye can or maye, and euer be waar that ye holdenot ouer the frengthe of your lyne, and as moche as ye may,lete hym not come out of your lynes ende ftreyghte fromyou: but kepe hym euer vnder the rodde and euermore holdhym ftreyghte : foo that your lyne may be fufteyne, and beerehis lepys and his plungys wyth the helpe of your cropp, andof your honde.—\_Treatyfe of Fyffliynge wyth an Angle, 1496. The clouds are silver in an azure sky ; The hills lie basking in a sunny dream ;The lapping water coolly gurgles by Where lies the fallen trunk athwart the rE first visited these upper waters ofthe Caseapedia last season. Ourcamp is fifty miles from the sea,and is beautiful for spot chosen is a sort of pen-insula, furnishing a fine view ofthe river and of the highest ofthe surrounding mountains. Ourtents are pitched in the midst ofa grove of young pines, whoseshade is ample at all hours. The summer breeze PLEASURES OF ANGLING. 177 has an unobstructed sweep from three directious,and nothing is lacking in tent or larder to renderour temporary resting place an anglers elysium. The early hours of our first day were full offorest music. An occasional bird whistled out hismorning orisons. The murmur of the runningwater was pleasant to the ear, and the splash ofthe leaping salmon could be heard distinctly abovethe monotonous sough of the pines as they werewaved to and fro by the balmy breath of thecloudless morning. What we knew of these poolsrendered us impatient to
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