With fly-rod and camera . r rose a foot and a half last nieht, ex-claimed Hiram, who had been washing potatoes in thestream and cleaning trout for our breakfast, and thewater is very dark and rily. Well have a good dayssport going down, sure. Thats good, I replied, as I toasted myself beforethe fire, which was now blazing merrily; our last dayon the stream ought to be a good one. It will, it will, no trouble, said William, we willpack as soon as we can after breakfast. Well start it now, I exclaimed, while were wait-ing for breakfast, and Frere and I began at once to getour belongings together
With fly-rod and camera . r rose a foot and a half last nieht, ex-claimed Hiram, who had been washing potatoes in thestream and cleaning trout for our breakfast, and thewater is very dark and rily. Well have a good dayssport going down, sure. Thats good, I replied, as I toasted myself beforethe fire, which was now blazing merrily; our last dayon the stream ought to be a good one. It will, it will, no trouble, said William, we willpack as soon as we can after breakfast. Well start it now, I exclaimed, while were wait-ing for breakfast, and Frere and I began at once to getour belongings together for packing. Our blankets and extra clothes we hung on polesout on the beach, where the breeze, which was blowingdown the stream, together with the warmth of the sunwhose rays now began to glisten through the trees, couldreach them, and all our other traps we stored away intheir other receptacles. As fast as we packed we carried our things down tothe beach near the canoe, and in a short time the tentwas entirely 442 M^ith Fly-Rod and Camera. We had better leave the tent standing until the lastmoment before we start, said Frere, it Avill dr)- off agood deal, and will thus be lighter in the canoe. A half hour quickly passed away, when breakfast wasannounced, and after a hasty toilet we gathered aroundthe table and ate our last breakfast on the river for thatouting. A royal good meal it was, and we partook of it withrobust appetites, and when we had done, the remnantsthat we left would have, as Hiram expressed it, hardlymade a meal for a boy. As soon as we had finished, Frere and I prepared ourtackle for the days work, while the guides washed thedishes and cooking utensils and packed everything snuglyin the canoe. While they were thus engaged Frere be-gan casting below the rapids, but not a rise did he get,for the water poured down over the rocks and shale araging, foaming torrent. By Jove, said he, I hope we havent got toomuch of a good thing, theres a tremendous curre
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