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the trout is turned and, at last comes, side up, to the 

 boat, vanquished but not subdued. 



Here, in another paper, are three flies fastened to- 

 gether. A Chicken Eed Palmer Hackle, a Grizzly King 

 and a fly with black body, brown wings, red tail and 

 tip. They are large trout flies and won honorable 

 retirement by catching three small-mouthed black bass 

 at one and the same time. Fishing from a boat in the 

 Hudson River, above a long rough rapid, I cast inshore 

 and saw the stretcher fly taken by a small bass; im- 

 mediately after the two droppers were taken by other 

 bass that did not show themselves when taking the lures. 

 My rod was the same that I have already mentioned, an 

 ash and lancewood of eight ounces scale weight and 

 my entire attention was directed to it and the fish, that 

 were bending it like a willow wand; when, suddenly, I 

 discovered that the boatman had also been interested 

 in the play of the fish and allowed the boat to drift 

 into the swift water at the head of the rapids. The 

 boatman made an effort to row up stream at the same 

 time the fish decided to go down, and I found I must 

 either smash my tackle and lose the fish at this time 

 I had seen but the one bass that took the stretcher 

 fly or run the rapids at the risk of an upset. I was 

 very anxious to see the size of the fish that were strug- 

 gling on my leader in that swift running water, and 

 every angler will know the decision that was instantly 

 made, to ec shoot the rapids." 



The sight of these old tinseled lures brings back to 



