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know what fluttering means, I should not do so. 

 A tablespoonful more, please, Geen, if you have not 

 put the flask away. I may not catch a fish hke that 

 again. 



'Excuse me; if I understand your logic, it's not 

 because you may not catch another fish like this 

 that you wish for another dose, but because you wish 

 to tr^^ for it as quickly as you can.' 



'Put to, Geen, and we'll start fair. It's a grand 

 fish. You think it's twenty three or four pounds, 

 don't you, keeper?' 



'He's quite that, sir, but there are some a- waiting 

 that's twice his weight. I wouldn't waste time, sir; 

 you'll be able to look at it again when you get it 

 home.' 



'Do you hear that, my boy? I shall be able to 

 look at it again when I get it home.' 



I was too busy to talk bej'ond asking for one of 

 the largest baits, which I put on a snap and cast it 

 well out, and then handed the doctor his rod. 'Please 

 don't waste time, friend; up you get,' and I gave 

 him a helping hand. 



'Get to work yourself, my boy, catch a fish like 

 mine, and then talk to me that have got a twenty- 

 four pounder.' 



I was busy getting ready when I heard him say : 

 'Where's my float gone?' and, in reply, the keeper 

 hurriedly remarked : 'It's gone, sir, and I wouldn't 

 be surprised ' 



The fisher did not wait to hear further, but struck 

 excitedly and with violence sufficient to dislocate 

 a jaw, and more than sufficient to rid himself of the 

 half-pound dace I had put upon his hook, and, when 

 he found his line come too easily in answer to his 

 drawing, he exclaimed : — 



'I'm smashed, old man; the beggar has gone off 

 with all the lot.' 



'Did you feel it? Was it heavy?' were the only 



