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continued fishing, not to catch a fish, but to 

 hold my ground. After making a few casts, I 

 reeled up the line, and gave my place to him, 

 then moved off some distance with my lady 

 friend, to watch his style of fishing. The 

 ladies with him we discovered later were his 

 wife and sister-in-law English ladies. 



When he began casting, they sat down a 

 few yards from him, on the lumber-pile, and 

 were intently watching him, not supposing, of 

 course, he would try his skill on anything but 

 a "sarmon." His style of fishing was most 

 amusing, reminding me of old country-women 

 driving their horses with little jerks a kind 

 of " get up and get " motion. His second 

 cast was so ridiculous and different from any- 

 thing seen by me that I was in the midst of a 

 hearty laugh, when my attention was attracted 

 by a most alarming screech, followed by a great 

 commotion on the lumber-pile, which caused 

 me to hasten there, and to find his fly fast 

 into a strange fish nothing less than his wife. 

 This wonderful " fellah," who was going to 

 show local fishermen how to do it, was showing 

 his skill by fastening a fly into the back of 

 his wife's neck. Fortunately, it hooked just 



