"JENNY LIND" 'S THE FLY 151 



you can raise him, and keep him headed to 

 you, so that with the gaff within reach of 

 your hand, he soon becomes yours. When 

 he headed the stream, I found he was so 

 weak that he could not work above me, so 

 the mooring was paid out, and the line as 

 well, which placed me below him. From 

 this new position he was brought near the 

 boat with his head quite out of water, and 

 was soon gaffed. I sat down for a rest, with 

 a very pleasant picture to entertain me. 



We secured two others in the afternoon, 

 each of us losing one, after being fast some 

 time. But the only really exciting sport 

 was with the last one that S. hooked. It was 

 nearly dusk, and we had landed from our 

 boats. Lew and I were seated on the bank, 

 when S. said, " I'm going to try a Jenny 

 Lind a very bright fellow ;" so we noticed 

 he had thrown out his fly standing on the 

 shore, not supposing for a minute he would 

 start a fish, when he shouted, " By Jove ! 

 I've got one ! Come quick ! He's started down 

 the stream." At such a command as that 

 we were soon into my boat, and following him. 



We had started from opposite the mill, but 



