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fortune, on June the 6th. There seemed to be 

 no salmon in the pools, and the only fish we 

 saw was one in the ladder, a very early date 

 for him to be there. On the 7th we fished 

 the flood-tide in the morning and the ebb in 

 the afternoon with similar lack of sport. Our 

 men fell back on their time-honoured excuse 

 a north wind. But with the night flood 

 came a run of fish, and the north wind was 

 forgotten. We began at 11 P.M., it being my 

 turn to fish Lervik, while my companion D. 

 waded from The Bank. I mounted a Silver 

 Wilkinson, a very conspicuous fly by reason 

 of the Jungle Cock in its wings. At the 

 second or third cast a fish jumped, or seemed 

 to jump, over my line ; so at any rate there 

 was a fish in the pool. A few casts more and 

 I was fast in a fish, a small salmon of 12 lb., 

 which was soon upon the bank. Back again 

 to the head of the pool, where in a minute 

 or two another fish takes the fly. A bigger 

 one this, and a lively fellow too. Down he 

 goes, and across the broad tail of the pool, 

 jumping two or three times like a great sea- 

 trout. There is an ancient superstition handed 



down from one angler to another, and copied 



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