Mr. MacGrath is an enthusiastic fisherman. He goes to Cape Vincent, Lake Ontario, every summer, when he isn't ambling in China, or India, or Africa. He believes that the best bass grounds in the world are within a radius of twenty miles from Cape Vincent, which is really in the head of the St. Lawrence River. A friend undertook to convince him that there were other places, so MacGrath consented to accompany him to Canada. They arrived at sunset, and the host extemporized over the glories of the setting sun. "Ever see anything to beat that, Mac?" "Fine!" On the following morning they went out for bass. At four o'clock in the afternoon they had caught exactly one. The host again rhapsodized over the sunset. The second day they caught no bass at all. On their way back to the hotel the host was silent. As they came up to the landing, MacGrath touched his host on the shoulder. "There's your darned sunset, Jim!" End of Project Gutenberg's The Million Dollar Mystery, by Harold MacGrath