The San Francisco call., 1907-03-24

for certain river is somewhat as fol-
lows-I describe John Smith. at the
river OF Ponds: A long. lanl1 individual
with 10 common seuse-else he would
not have taken the Job OF four months
work at $40 for the whole--a man that
VIII use his own nets under cover OF
darkness or the plea that he has TO be
on the river to do duty. meanwhile
showing in groundIess complaints
against those who try 20 thwart him.
During my visits in Newfoundland and
Labrador, on pleasure bent, I have
never found one man who had aught
good 70 say OF the Government.
The FISH were plentiful that day. Pal
and had wonderful sport, bringing TO
gaG nine salmon that averaged twelve
pounds-one pulled tho~scale At Iiine-
teen.
A glorious day fn a grand country.
with a nor'-nor'west wind that drove
the f1eecy masses over at headlong
speed. The MOSES on the intcrminable
barrens sighed and moved slightly 10
the powerful breeze. and the pools were
deeply wrinkled.
We compared notes, the three of US.
while at dinner in our Txs-foot place
OF eating on board--by unanimous con-
sent called the dining saloon"-and
found that Pal had killed the greatest
weight OF dsh.
These little ensembles tided over the
long evenings; indeed. we had great fun
always.
detail the fishing on the Forteau no
further, as ] gave a minute description
OF IT in a magazine some months ago.
Get under way. skipper
Tive o'clock in the morning and a
grand air from the sou'-sou'west: too
good 20 lose.
''Onship yer stove pipe, Up mainsaiI,
Come, hustle yerselves. boys, If we's TO
get to Battle t'night. Now, then-up
fOresail. Two hands on L jumbo-slick
her up lively Cit yer anchor in, mate;
git It in an secure away. stan By 70
eft yer log out when we fetches { Pint
abeam. All clear? Slack of yer main
sheet a trine then, an come up on yer
fore throat hallards; tbey's slackern n
hemp wet an dried. Once more. That's
WELL Cook. Cook"
long pause between orders.
-Dod CAST that iijiot. TI"-
Cook appeared az that crucial mo-
ment, and Skipper relapsed into a grun
surliness.
cit me mug-up O. coffee an g slice
o porki" he turned apologeticauy to
me. "Ye see, sir. I has to be amer 'em
th' whul time. else theys would go to
sleep standln'. Here. mate, Give a pull
on that jumbo. Hist IL chuck L the
biCChSr 4utIes tHefe, boye-tIlAL1I IL dos
ye'll rip our new one wuSs'n L wind
did Z old n ye don't mind,-
We scurried out OF Forteau Bay as
though the devil We're after us-siiding
through the deep blue waters evenly,
save for the frother az our bows
Out fn the open straits again. But so
different from the other night. Now
clear blue sky overhead az, and the
angry seas had dwindied 70 mere SEM
blances OF themselves. The Labrador
coast seemed less grim when the sun
rose from out the waters. as though its
warmth and genial glow stirred all ma
ture 20 kindness. Amour Point. with
Its lighthouse that stuck up as a white
guiding finger OF warning, came in
sight, was abeam, and dwindled away
70 a mere speck on the lane horizon.
Pal and ] held conversation OF the
deepest import
What do you say to having a dash
at Pinware2"
I'm with you"
Skipper, let her 11r1 into Pinware
Bay: III try the river there"
The little man nodded, shifted his