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Title: With fly-rod and camera
Year: 1890 (1890s)
Authors: Samuels, Edward A. (Edward Augustus), 1836-1908
Subjects: Fishing Fishing
Publisher: New York, Forest and Stream Pub. Co.
Contributing Library: The Library of Congress
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journeyoccupies the entire day, the line being about two hun-dred miles in length, and is largely through long tractsof almost unbroken forest. All along the line are mag-nificent rivers and lakes, and the region that this roadhas opened up to the sportsman and tourist is amongthe finest. The principal of the lakes on the line, andone hundred and thirteen miles from Quebec, is LakeEdward, and if you are inclined to try the trout whichabound in this lake you will stop over here for a dayor two. You will find it a beautiful sheet of water,twenty-one miles in length, and full of picturesque islandsand bounded by romantic shores. At the Grand Discharge, at the head of JeannotRiver, and down its course, you will find myriads oftrout, all fontinalis, and the lake swarms with them ofall sizes up to five or six pounds weight. I saw in theice house in one lot over twenty that would exceed threepounds each. The fish are very highly colored and fairlywell flavored, but not so nice as sea trout.
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X o 426 With Fly-Rod and Camera. Leaving Lake Edward you resume your journey toLake St. John, the home of the gamy winninish. WhenI visited the lake the train connected with the pioneersteamer, the Peribonca, and on this boat I had a two orthree hours sail to the Hotel Roberval, one of the mostcomfortable and best kept hotels in Canada, and the voy-age gave me a pretty good idea of the capabilities of thelake in getting up heavy seas, some of them breakingclear over the boat. I do not remember of ever beforebeing out in such rough water in so small a boat, andit almost seemed at times as if we were likely to beswamped. The cars now run to the village of Roberval,and a trip in the steamer is not necessary. It is trulya vast body of water, nearly fifty miles in length, andfrom twenty to forty in width. Emptying into it are, Ibelieve, eleven large rivers, besides many smaller streams.I had but little time to explore any of these rivers, andvisited but three or four. Two of these, the Per

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