It was past one in the morning before we reached Cobourg, thoroughly fatigued with our expedition.

I heard no tidings of my horse for upwards of four months, and had given up all thoughts of beholding him again, when one morning I was surprised to see him, waggon, harness and all, drive into the yard.  Upon inquiry, I found that the hard weather and snow had made him seek the clearings for food, when he was easily secured; but one of his fetlocks was cut almost to the bone by the piece of rope he had been tethered with, and which was still upon him when he was found.

One of the most exciting amusements at this season of the year, is salmon-fishing.  In order to enjoy this sport, I made a canoe sixteen feet in length, and two feet nine inches at its greatest breadth.  It was my first attempt, and, certainly the thing looked more like a hog-trough than a boat.  It, however, answered the purpose for which it was intended, and I can assure the reader I felt not a little proud of this, my first attempt at canoe-making.

Salmon-fishing commences in October, when the fish run up the rivers and creeks in great numbers.  The usual way of catching them is by spearing, which is done as follows.—­An iron grate—­or jack, as it is called by the Canadians—­is made in the shape of a small cradle, composed of iron bars three or four inches apart.  This cradle is made to swing in a frame, so that it may be always on the level, or the swell would cause the pine-knots to fall out.  Fat pine and light-wood are used to burn in the jack, which give a very brilliant light for several yards round the bow of the canoe.  The fish can be easily seen at the depth of from four to five feet.  One person sits in the stern and steers with a paddle, propelling the canoe at the same time.  The bowman either kneels or stands up with the spear poised ready for striking.  An expert hand will scarcely miss a stroke.  I have known two fishermen in this manner kill upwards of two hundred salmon in one night.  I believe, however, the fishing is not nearly so productive as formerly.

Mr. Stephens showed me a small stream running through his farm, which I could easily jump over.  He told me that one afternoon he was watering his horses, when he perceived a shoal of salmon swimming up the creek.  He had no spear at home, having lent it to a neighbour.  He, however, succeeded with a pitchfork in capturing fifty-six fine fish.

Thirty years ago, all the small streams and rivers, from the head of the lake downwards to the Bay of Quinte, used to abound with salmon.  The erection of saw-mills on the creeks, and other causes, have tended materially to injure the fisheries.  White fish and salmon-trout are, however, taken in vast quantities, particularly the former, which has become quite an article of commerce.  The most extensive fisheries are on the Manitoulin island, in Lake Huron, and along the Canadian shore of Ontario, opposite the township of Haldimand, Crambe, and Murray, in the county of Northumberland, and part of the district of Prince Edward.  Very large seine nets being used, many barrels of fish are often taken at a haul, which are cured and packed on the spot:  the usual price of a barrel varies from five to six dollars.