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Title: With fly-rod and camera
Year: 1890 (1890s)
Authors: Samuels, Edward A. (Edward Augustus), 1836-1908
Subjects: Fishing Fishing
Publisher: New York, Forest and Stream Pub. Co.
Contributing Library: The Library of Congress
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emed to know how to play it, but when the cap-tain learned that I could play the piano, he insisted thatI should try the calliope. I went and tried! And suchan experience as I had! There was a keyboard corres-ponding to that on a piano, each key being connectedwith a valve, which when opened by pressure on the key,emitted a screech, approximating to some tone. Harmonyon the instrument was bad, for the tones and intervalswere far from perfect, but the air played sounded some-thingr like Avhat it should be. Well, I went at the calliope, and after a few pre-liminary flourishes to get the hang of the thing, I beganthe Brindisi in II Trovatore. Soon I had an audienceof about fifty Buckeyes, Hoosiers, etc., with their wivesand sweethearts, and they were not satisfied until I hadexhausted my repertoire. When I state that every notewent through my head like a clap of thunder, and thatthe valves leaked the steam so badly that I was envel-oped in a cloud worse than a Russian bath, and intensely
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154 JVith Fly-Rod and Camera. warm, you will honestly acknowledg-c that I earned theapplause I obtained. Ha, ha! laughed Frere, you worked your passage. I did, I replied. But to resume my story. After Ave had two hours of sincrino; in the cabin, wesought our staterooms and slept soundl) until daybreak.On going on deck we found that the day promised tobe fair, but a good sea was on. A number of hardysouls were forrard enjoying the magnificent sunrise; wejoined them, and until we reached the wharf at Eastport,we had a most enjoyable sail. The shores of northeastern Maine are remarkablypicturesque; sometimes immense ledges break abruptlyfrom the ocean and tower aloft hundreds of feet; theirsurfaces are deeply fissured and broken, and the beatingwaves ascendincj, enter numerous caves and inlets, thendescendine aeain, the water orushes from the fissures andcaverns in a series of most beautiful cascades. Anon,richly Avooded hills appear, then pastures, farms and \A-lages. Sometimes the shor

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