With fly-rod and camera . es Whykokomagh forBacldeck at about two in the afternoon. From the steam-boat wharf you get a good view of the town, which isneither neat nor attractive. Up the Little Bras DOr thepassage is one of the most delightful. The scenery alongthe shore is varied, and this, together with the balmy,health-giving air, the placid water of the beautiful lake,the exhilarating motion of the boat, all make the sail en-joyable for every moment of the time. The steamer ar-rives at Baddeck at about seven in the evening, and land-ing here the tourist finds himself again on the main rout

With fly-rod and camera . es Whykokomagh forBacldeck at about two in the afternoon. From the steam-boat wharf you get a good view of the town, which isneither neat nor attractive. Up the Little Bras DOr thepassage is one of the most delightful. The scenery alongthe shore is varied, and this, together with the balmy,health-giving air, the placid water of the beautiful lake,the exhilarating motion of the boat, all make the sail en-joyable for every moment of the time. The steamer ar-rives at Baddeck at about seven in the evening, and land-ing here the tourist finds himself again on the main rout

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With fly-rod and camera . es Whykokomagh forBacldeck at about two in the afternoon. From the steam-boat wharf you get a good view of the town, which isneither neat nor attractive. Up the Little Bras DOr thepassage is one of the most delightful. The scenery alongthe shore is varied, and this, together with the balmy,health-giving air, the placid water of the beautiful lake,the exhilarating motion of the boat, all make the sail en-joyable for every moment of the time. The steamer ar-rives at Baddeck at about seven in the evening, and land-ing here the tourist finds himself again on the main routeof travel. Come, William, wake up, I exclaimed to the guide,who had been nodding for the last ten minutes, and whowas now on the point of going to sleep, wake up andgather together our scattered things and put them undercover, it will rain before morning, sure. Well, Frere, I continued, turning to my friend whowas silently reclining by the fire, I hope you are notasleep, too. Not I, he replied, on the contrary, I am wide. 298 With Fly-Rod and Camera. awake, but I was thinking about Cape Breton, and yourdescription of its beauties, and arranging- in my mind avisit to the island at a not distant day. Make it, make it, I answered, leading the way tothe tent, you will enjoy it thoroughly and never regretit. It is worth a visit from you if for nothing morethan to see the wealth of bird life that exists there.Warblers in myriads breed there; sparrows and finchesof almost every kind haunt the fields and bushes inthousands. I counted four male rose-breasted grosbeaksin one little swamp a quarter of a mile in length, anddozens of those graceful little sylvan fairies, the redstarts.I never saw anything like the ornithological exuberancethere is on that little island. The whole feathered wealthof a New England summer would not equal it, it seemsto me. Why, I flushed an English snipe at almost everyten rods, every time I walked through a meadow, andthis in the breeding season, too, and sa