Forest life in Acadie : Sketches of sport and natural history in the lower provinces of the Canadian dominion . ch never fiidc from the memory of the lover ofnature. How easily are recalled to remembrance thefresh clear summer mornings enjoyed on the water :the fir woods of the western shores bathed in themorning sunbeams, the perfect reflections of the islandsand of the little fishing schooners, the ^Teaths of bluesmoke rising from their cabin stoves, and rendereddistinct by the dark fir woods behind, and theroar of the distant rapids, where the river joins theharbour, borne in cadence on the
Forest life in Acadie : Sketches of sport and natural history in the lower provinces of the Canadian dominion . ch never fiidc from the memory of the lover ofnature. How easily are recalled to remembrance thefresh clear summer mornings enjoyed on the water :the fir woods of the western shores bathed in themorning sunbeams, the perfect reflections of the islandsand of the little fishing schooners, the ^Teaths of bluesmoke rising from their cabin stoves, and rendereddistinct by the dark fir woods behind, and theroar of the distant rapids, where the river joins theharbour, borne in cadence on the eai-, mingled with thecheerful sounds of awakenino- life from the clearino-s. o o The bald-healed eagles (H. leucocephalus) sail majes-tically through the air, conspicuous when seen againstthe line of woods by their snow-white necks and graceful little tern (Sterna hirundo) is incessantlyoccupied, cuchng over the harbour, shrilly screaming,and ever and anon dashing down upon the water toclutch the small fry; whilst the common kingfisher, asabundant by the sea-shore as in the interior, thinking i. ACADIAN FISH AND FISHING. 227 all fisli, salt or fresh water, that come to his net, equallygood, shoots over the harbour with jerking flight, anduttering his wild rattling ciy; now and then he makesan impetuous downward dash, completely burying himselfbeneath the surface in seizing his prey. If there is a run of trout, and we wish to fish theriver, we go to the sea-pools, which the fish enter with therising tide, and where ^ye may see their silvery sidesflashing as they gambol in the eddies under the appa-rently delightful influence of the highly-aerated waterof a large and rapid stream, or as they rush at thedancing deceit which we agitate over the sitrface of thepool. Here, in their first resting-place on their way upthe river, they will always take the fly most readily; andwith good tackle, a propitious day, and the by no meansdespicable aid of a smart hand with the landi
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