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then drew it, and he was fast. He proved 

 a wild fellow, and sailed out into the strong 

 current, jumping and running ; but it was not 

 long before he was back into the pool. My 

 lady friend had become greatly excited over 

 the sport, and watched every movement. I 

 knew, unless some help came, she would have 

 to take the rod, while I gaffed the fish. He 

 had become helpless, so I ranged him near 

 the breastwork, where he could be reached 

 with the gaff, then handed her the rod, leaned 

 down, and brought the fellow out, 8J Ibs. 

 She was more delighted with her part in it 

 than seeing a dozen caught. While I was 

 playing my fish, F. had one on for some time, 

 but lost him. 



We were admiring our catch and rehears- 

 ing the different scenes in his capture, still 

 holding the rod, when we were approached by 

 a tall, rather powerful-looking man, accom- 

 panied by two ladies. I bade them good 

 afternoon, when he accosted me, " We fisher- 

 men who come from a distance think you 

 local fellows ought to stay at home, and let us 

 have the ground." " Indeed; that's strange 

 logic," said I. "Are you a fisherman?" 



