26 A RIVER OF NORWAY 



my knowledge, rise another. It is not often 

 thus. 



But who may say with any confidence that 

 he has not risen a fish ? Beneath that rippling 

 surface which the eye cannot penetrate, things 

 happen you have no idea of. Fish from 

 a high rock over a smoothly running pool, 

 and you may see salmon after salmon come 

 up to within a few inches of the fly, and turn 

 down again without showing any sign on the 

 surface. And on what insufficient grounds do 

 we often assert that there isn't a fish in the 

 pool ! There is a story that the lessee of a 

 certain river in this district complained to the 

 owner that he had not seen a fish for days, and 

 that he was sure there was not one in the whole 

 water. " We will net the best pool, and see," 

 said the owner. They did so, and took out 

 thirty-six salmon. "You see there are plenty 

 of fish," said the Norwegian. "There were," 

 replied the Englishman, " but what is the good 

 of my fishing now ? " " Oh ! there are plenty 

 more ; shall we try again ? " suggested the owner. 

 And this time the haul was twenty -three fish. 

 There is a moral in this story. 



The salmon is a river fish ; he is born in 



