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Five o'clock p.m. — we have eaten the best portion 

 of a Norwegian sheep, not much bigger than a good 

 hare, for our dinner, and the lower water awaits us. 

 ♦ Here the valley is wider, the pools larger and less 

 violent. It is here that I have always wished to 

 hook the real monster of the river — the sixty or 

 seventy-pounder of tradition — as I can follow him 

 to the sea if he don't yield sooner, which from the 

 upper water I can't, because impossible rapids divide 

 my upper and lower water ; and if I had not killed 

 this morning's fish where I did I should have lost 

 him, as it was the last pool above the rapids. We 

 take ship again in Nedre Fiva, a splendid pool, 

 about a mile from my house, subject only to the 

 objection which old Sir Hyde Parker, one of the 

 early inventors of Norway fishing, used to bring 

 against the whole country : — " Too much water and 

 too few fish ! " I have great faith in myself to-day, 

 and feel that great things are still in store for me. 

 I recommence operations, and with some success, 

 for I land a twelve and a sixteen pounder in a very 



