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wooded bank of rock on the farther side, and ample 

 wading ground on your own, with pleasantly shingled 

 bottom perhaps, and a current where you may work 

 breast-deep in safety. Yet it is strong and even enough 

 to make very tolerable a notion quite new to me, though, 

 no doubt, well known to many. I learned it in this 

 very pool. When you are wading about to the fork, 

 just sit down on the water, lean back upon it, and you 

 find delightful support and help from the buoyant 

 easy chair of running water. There will be the inevit- 

 able rapid by and by, and the salmon have a great 

 fancy for taking you at about the last cast at the end 

 of the glide. This is a capricious sort of pool, but when 

 the fish do take they are worth the having, and are not 

 given to fooling. A cock salmon of 40 Ib. was killed 

 here this summer. 



v. This is a swift and massive stream that is ever 

 troubled and seething rather than rough, patched with 

 smooth areas that look much more innocent than they 

 are. Your line will get drowned somewhat until you 

 know the tricks of the under-currents and eddies. From 

 the boat you often have a chance of casting right and 

 left as you drop ever so slowly down, and it must be 

 a good man who knows how to keep on rowing without 

 advancing faster than the stream. 



It is in such a pool that I make my last cast for 

 salmon in this delectable valley, and it fully satisfies 

 my chief ambition of this ten days' fishing ; humble 

 enough in all conscience, being nothing higher than to 

 finish up knowing that I have not once returned at 

 night with an empty bag. Even that is something, 

 and it is something done. In the last two hours I get a 

 12-lb. salmon, a 2-lb. sea trout, and a leash of |-lb. 

 brown trout, all on the same No. 3 Jock Scott. 



On one of our days we see a procession of carioles 



