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Title: Rod and gun
Year: 1898 (1890s)
Authors: Canadian Forestry Association
Subjects: Fishing Hunting Outdoor life
Publisher: Beaconsfield, Que. (etc.) Rod and Gun Pub. Co. (etc.)
Contributing Library: Gerstein - University of Toronto
Digitizing Sponsor: University of Toronto

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hs. As to fishingall the lakes are teeming with coarse fishsuch as pike, pickerel and what is locallyknown in the district as the buffalo fish.The latter grows to an enormous size, upto forty and even fifty pounds in weight,and seems to be a species of carp. Thepike also run heavy, fish of twenty-fiveand thirty pounds being quite common.Then there is the white fish which fre-quently reaches eight or ten pounds. Asa rule these are netted but there is un-doubtedly a time in the fall of the year,when they will take the fly though theperiod is not a protracted one, and variesaccording to the year, sometimes not oc-curring until late in September, and some-times as early as the middle of August,but rarely lasting more than two orat most three weeks. Any sportsmanwho spends a couple of months undercanvas there will regret leaving the coun-try and will desire nothing more fervently,both on the score of sport and of climate,than to repeat the experiment. ROD AND GUN AND MOTOR SPORTS IN CANADA
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AS A LAD Nearly Wrecked by Coffee When I was 15 years of age, writes aKans. man, 1 was strong, healthy and ro-bust, with a clear complexion and steadynerves. At that time 1 was put on my grand-fathers farm. We ate breakfast by lamp-light and he had me take an extra cup ofcoffee as itwould be a longtime till dinner/ i I soon began to have an uneasy feeling in my stomach and did not sleep well nights. Always proud that 1 had beenable to outrun any boy in the neighborhood, 1 was now pained to find that 1could not run half the usual distance without having to stop and gasp for breath. My cheerful disposition gone, I became cross, nervous, irritable. Sobloated, I could not breathe well lying down. Unable to think clearly, I feared1 was losing my mind. This continued for some time as I did not realize thecause. Finally one doctor told me 1 must quit coffee, and he prescribed POSTUM When 1 learned how to make it right (directions on pkgs.) it tasted de-licious, and in a short time 1 noticed

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