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stopped running and faced the stream, which 

 at that spot was very swift. 



I began to wind up, and gradually got him 

 coming towards the head of the pool. If I 

 could get him a few yards further, there would 

 be some prospect of saving him. Soon he 

 began to shake his head usually an ominous 

 sign when, very unexpectedly, he started 

 with a rush up the stream, and stopped opposite 

 the boat. We changed our position, and soon 

 he moved up further, but I worked him towards 

 the boat, and found he was weakening, so 

 brought him to the surface and dropped him 

 towards Sol, who soon lifted him into her, 

 saved as if by chance, for no sooner did he 

 touch the boat than he unhooked, the hole 

 had torn so large. 



Sol was so delighted at our success that he 

 kicked up his heels and shouted. Then we 

 shifted over to fish the eastern run, so with 

 the same fly I made a cast, and instantly a 

 fine trout took it. As he was a trout only, I 

 handled him carelessly, and lost him within 

 a foot of the boat. It was not long before I 

 was fast to another, which we saved. Then 

 another, the largest I ever caught or saw in 



