172 Angling Travels in Norway. 



The mergansers, ducks, fieldfares, redwings and red- 

 shanks, having launched their progeny upon the world, 

 had left for pastures new. Our time was run out, and 

 so was our tobacco, so upon the morrow we bade adieu 

 to our companions in sport, and as we rowed down the 

 river en route to the fjord, each pool recalled to memory 

 the details of success or failure in combat with the salar 

 of Siirendal. 



