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SPORT. 



must elapse before I try him again. They are 

 gone, and in trembHng hope — with exactly the same 

 length of line, and the boat exactly in the same 

 place, Ole having fixed the spot to an inch by 

 some mysterious landmarks on the shore — I com- 

 mence my second trial. Flounce ! There he is ! 



HE COMES AT ME, AND MISSES THE FLY. 



not so demonstrative this time — a boil in the water 

 and a slight plash, as the back fin cuts the surface, 

 that's all ; but something tells me this is the true 

 attack. A slight, but sharp turn of the wrist cer- 

 tifies the fact, and brings — oh, moment of delight ! 

 my line taut and my rod bent to a delicious curve. 



