30 DAYS IN THE OPEN 



spoils from this wonderful stream, and in night 

 visions he had walked along its banks and pulled 

 out fish of enormous size and brilliant colouring. 

 Now his dreams were to come true. 



In the same valley with the river, and before it 

 was reached, was the canal. Just below a lock, 

 where the water looked to be infinitely deep to the 

 boy, the grandfather stopped and said, " We will 

 try it here for a while." Nothing happened except 

 that after feeling a tug at his line the boy pulled 

 it in minus a hook. " Probably a turtle," explains 

 the elder : " Let's go on to the river." A quarter 

 of a mile farther on and the shining river is 

 reached, just where a dam had been many years 

 before. Some of the logs remained, reaching out 

 over the water, and upon these the two boys seated 

 themselves and began to fish. Memory has failed 

 to record all the incidents of that eventful day, but 

 it has engraved the picture of the long string of 

 fish which they carried home that night. The 

 record is probably not any more accurate than some 

 of which we read now-a-days, for it declares that 

 this string was something over six feet long, and 

 weighed at least a thousand pounds ! 



One experience of that day will not allow itself 

 to be forgotten. The boy hooked a fish that put up 

 an exceptionally vigorous fight, but was finally 

 brought in. After it had been unhooked and was 

 being exultantly inspected by the younger and 

 exhibited for the admiration of the older boy, it 



