136 The Atlantic Salmon 



where the fish lay. No use, apparently, in trying that pool ! 

 I had scarcely spoken when a fish rose, and I instantly threw 

 over him. He came at once, and in less than an hour I 

 killed five, all hooked within a yard or two of the very place 

 through which the pointer had been carried. Apparently he 

 had roused them from their siesta. 



"A Mr. S. who had some water on the Dee was convinced 

 that his neighbor, Mr. B., habitually sent his keeper to fish 

 the only one or two good pools he had opposite. Arriving one 

 morning at one of these, under a bridge he found Mr. B.'s 

 keeper, as usual, hard at work, but who had then seen noth- 

 ing. S. in a rage threw several large stones into the pool, 

 and his feelings may be imagined when he shortly thereafter 

 saw the keeper land two large salmon. A friend of mine 

 was once fishing a small Aberdeenshire River on a bright, sultry 

 day with no result, when he was accosted by a pearl fisher with 

 the remark, 'You will no get a fish the day if ye dinna let 

 me wade through that pool ; the salmon are a' fast asleep.* 

 My friend, for the fun of the thing, consented, and shortly 

 thereafter landed three fish." 



Rising salmon will not always take a fly 

 coming directly over them, as there are certain 

 resting-places from which salmon are in the 

 habit of going several yards for the fly, and if 

 it is not presented at that place they will dis- 

 regard it. A very notable instance of this is 

 at the Flat Rock Pool at Pabineau Falls on the 

 Nepisiguit. The fish lie in numbers in a deep 



