Yesterday morning after an early breakfast we took the two birches and crossed the lake on our way to Trout pond, and Togue pond, two small lakes lying among the hills, the former a mile from this lake and the latter two miles further. Will and I remained at Trout pond as I took my rod with me while Church and Mr. Yeasley went to Togue. I fished while they were gone and caught nine nice trout some of them weighing about half a pound. I think if I could have got out into the deep water I could have got some big ones but there being no boat I had to fish from the shore and could only fish in certain places as a strong wind was blowing. I waded out and stumbled over the rocks and once fell backwards and got a ducking. This whole region is made up of boulders which have drifted down in glaciers etc from Katahdin and the bottoms of the lakes are paved in the same way. We rested at noon and devoured a big chunk of frizzled pork and an hour or two after the other party returned and we came back to camp where we had a supper of trout which we all enjoyed. I was very tired. We lay in our tent and talked wood talk until the two men returned who went back after the provisions the day before and finally we slept. The moon shone with a wild splendor when I awoke about ten o'clock but I observed a film coming across her disk and this morning it rains with the wind from N.E. which indicates that it has "set in". We are dry in camp but very wet outside. The guides go about like ducks. I hear them chopping in the dripping woods. The camp fire burns sullenly and the black flies bite sharply. I slept last night without a blanket over me and I imagine it must have been warm with you. This afternoon three of us went pickerel fishing down the lake at the [?] of Mud brook where we caught 12 of them in a short time, 22 inches long, most voracious fellows who bit off four thicknesses of lines and gut as though it were a thread. My tackle was altogether too light and I lost nearly all I hooked. There were occasional rains all day and every thing was shrouded in mist.
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