78 NORTHERN MEMOIRS. 



Theoph. I know you won't tell me what it is 

 that tugs thus. 



Am. It may be a trout ; or it may be a sal- 

 mon. 



Theoph. Or it may be both, for ought I know ; 

 for it's almost impossible that one single fish 

 should raise the water to such eruptions. 



Arn. And impossible for you (I perceive) to 

 reclaim him. 



Theoph. Do but resolve me what it is, and 

 then Tie resolve myself what to do. 



Am. Make your own choice, what would you 

 have it ? 



Theoph. I would have it a fish. 



Arn. So it is ; and it may be a fish of the lar- 

 gest size ; therefore, look well about you. 



Theoph. I may look which way I will, and de- 

 spair at last ; what makes the water swell with 

 ebullitions ? 



Am. Nothing I suppose but a change of ele- 

 ments, the fish has no mind to come a shore. 



Theoph. And I have as little inclination to go 

 to fetch him. 



Arn. Then were your hazards equal ; and hi- 

 therto, as I apprehend, you have much the odds. 



Theoph. Odd or even, I know not how to ma- 

 nage him. 



Arn. Would you put a force upon Neptune, 

 to compel his subjects a shore ? 



