New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1902-07-27
In GARDEN OF THE GODS
WHAT THE INDIANS CALLED
THE THOUSAND ISLANDS.
HOW FISH DREW FISHERMEN-AN INCL
DENT OF FASHION AT THE FROM
TENAC-THE TRIP THROUGH THE
PICTURESQUE REGION


sidered the st. Lawrence utterly too far distant
for their short dashes out of the city They were
the sort OF fish that in stories get away just at
she last moment-rnonster black bass and pickerel
.s fine an assortment ever taken from the
river.
A man whose cottage just covers one of the
,bousand and one, two three. islands which
make the ST. Lawrence the real Venice of America
sent them. Each one made game fight and taxed
the fshermau's skill to the limit, but finally was
landed not in gondola' but In st. Lawrence
skif
He expressed them to the crowd of workers
vino he knew would gather at their particular
club on a Monday evening. AS the arrived
one by one. the steward took them to the cold
storage room. where the beauties lay cakes of
Zee looking fresh enough TO flop
In the mouth of the largest a card. which
read There more where these came FROM
come Up and try your lucki'
And FIVE men decided that they tired of
usiness-that hurried trip that ''fshfuI' river
was the thing they wanted. and the wires
ried the word that they were coming at
Each of the FIVE determined to say nothing of his
sudden resolve, and more than chuckled over
his secret they dined together off the pckerel
perch and muskallonge. Two of them met at the
station but ii not until the porter routed them
out as the train approached Clayton the morning
after that they realized the full potency OF that
box Of fish. At they made book the
prospective catch. and the last bet hardly
tered before the train pulled out on the pier at
Clayton. and they were the edge of LES Mile
Isles which the Indians used to call ''Manatoana
The Garden OF the Gods
DO you mean to tell me that we're here al
ready?" demanded one of the men. who. having de-
termined the journey, had gone it blind, ignor-
ing prosaic timetables.
This certainly am the bunch of islands, de-
clared the porter.
And my people came down TO the station TO see
me off, he said laughing. They thought | was
going away up in Canada somewhere; and to tell
the truth. it seemed like an end Of the earth trip
TO me-
It's as easy as going to Newport" said another
''You go TO the train midnight. you 20 sleep
in q cool car and in the morning you here. Not
had at all; but the trouble was that we had just
taken It for granted that it trip and let it
go at that"
II is so easy to go fishing in the ST. Lawrence
that almost every one tries it. There are expe-
rienced river men ct each landing to whom every
thing can be left except the actual catching of the
fish They have their boats, deep clinker built
skiffs which combine safety with speed, and the
most improved tackle They know the best fishing
grounds and at cooking no fisherman can beat
them as ali who have eaten shore dinners viii
testify.
There are places galore from the Frontenac
nalace down the river the Thousand Island
House at AIexandria Bay. The continual thrashing
az the water by the hundred steam yachts owned
by the summer islanders, TO say nothing OF
dozen express steamers. has driven the fish into
smaller channels between the lslanQS mere
are miles of these. and each of the boatmen has
his particular stretch of fishing ground.
The fishing part Of il is just about as 1t is any
where else. One gets bite and the hook goes
home The coil OF line his reel disappears as by
magic and as suddenly stops running out The
fish goes up stream, then down. and again ana
again. and If it IS big fighter rises to the surface
and with a vicious break tries TO shake himself
clear ones wrist is tired to the breaking point
and 2 score of muscles feel the strain
larfn q .
steady.
you've got big one he says quietly. STEADY
now. you'll land him all right. There's heaps OF
time"
In the excitement one rocks the boat ana again
comes the caution: Waters cold-better keep out
~ n Reel him in a bit Now youn get him.
Steady
Ones arm is aching from finger tip to shoulder
blade the pickereI seems TO grow in strength; but
the arm can wither before Will hand the CULVER
.ng ROD 20 that self-conscious boatnan. 1hen of a
sudden the big fish gives and one hauls him IN
BY noon the boat has worked around to a wooded
point on which is the sign, state Lana. Inns
is one of the famous shore dinner places. ana the
fish which have just been caught form the SUD
stantial part OF it, The boatnan becomes cook, and
soon has fire cracking in natural hearth on the
very shore OF the little island. He oakes a Dig
pickerel and broils chicken. even toasts some OF
the bread which brought from the hotel along
with cake and fruit One is hungry by this time
that a .ramps hand OUT would be welcome but
there is a meal waiting that a king could not COM
mand unless he came the Thousand Islands.
With the exception Of an occasional blast from
the whistle of distant yacht. one has been as FAR
removed from signs of civilization the most
world tired mortal could desire. The fishing ground
is in Canadian waters, and the islands are unoccu-
pied except for thckly set forest growth
The boatman throws out a little leg OF mutton
sail. and IN fifteen minutes the is entirely
changed. One is in the American channel. where
steam yachts and launches thick as tug
boats in the North River. and where every Island
has at least cottage. and one of them. the
largest as many as seven hundred. Here and there
the towers OF one of the half dozen large hotels
show through the trees.
There a wind blowing up river, and one elects
10 sail TO Round Island. better known to-day as
frontensc, after the of the largest hotel on
'ne river, which is there, surrounded by a fringe
o. ugly cottages-for Round Island cottages are
ugly. even though most comfortable within. and in
spite Of the fact that they shelter multitude Of
pretty women
There are more of these women at the hotel. and
no American resort show more elaborate gowns
tnan can be here any night from the middle Of
July TO September L.
girl from New Y ork-she lives the Drive-sat
N the big rotunda dressed i'm a-well, call ii a
oue creation. She watching the elevator with
Vne eye. and with the other she took in. as only
"oaan can. the dream gowns around her. There
vas contented. satisfied smile on her lips which
oao the observant man that none OF the other
"oihen bad gown like hers and that she was as
wen dressed as any
Then the father a sprightly little fellow with
que ~hiskers and precious little hair on his head,
merged from the elevator. He wore brown suit
, sA'ch sadly needed pressing. and with it light
1e ne. He a color scheme. The girl rose as
ssh she had been shot out OF the chair
IN iatheri" she exclaimed in tragic undertone'
10Y can't dine in those clothes"
WHAT'S the natter" he gasped, feeling 10 see II
ne hsa forgotten his necktie. The tie was bowling
q zIZA taEsf EHn he