CHAPTER III. 



TROUT FISHING ON THE ANDROSCOGAN. 



GOT up at daybreak ; morning foggy, with little wind ; 

 started to the falls as soon as I had swallowed a cup 

 of coffee. Found the river a little lower than yester- 

 day. Took my stand on the big rock near the tail of 

 the rapid. Tried several flies without success, and 

 ultimately put up two black hackles, one with salmon- 

 coloured body, the other with blue. On the second 

 cast, raised a heavy fish, which I pricked; turned round 

 and took half a dozen throws in another direction, 

 hoping the big one would in the meantime forget his 

 previous rough treatment. Took two little fellows just 

 over half a pound, which I returned to their element. 

 Thought I would give the big one another show, 

 and got fast to him first cast ; with all my exertion 

 could not prevent him making the rapid, and taking out 

 nearly all my line ; nevertheless, having put the brake 

 on, succeeded in turning him, when he came back to 



