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when I threw over him, and up he came, head 

 and tail, and down, down the stream he dashed, 

 till he had run out at one burst, from forty to 

 fifty yards of line 



No sooner had I hooked the fish, than I called 

 aloud to my companion ; and well it was I did 

 50 ; for after a burst or two more, I quietly 

 coaxed the fish up to where he stood, and in 

 the twinkling of an eye, the gaff was in him, 

 and the fish lying on the shelving bank. He 

 was a noble fellow, i61bs in weight, and so 

 .strong, that my friend was obliged to throw 

 himself upon him, to prevent him from wriggling 

 back into the river again. A fresh-run fish, such 

 as this, stretched upon the green sward beside 

 me, I could sit down and gaze at with intense 

 delight for some minutes 



11 He gasps upon the shore, my boys, 



His weight an English stone, 

 As beautiful a thing in death 

 As eye ere gazed upon." 



The sensations of the angler after landing a 

 salmon like this for the first time are, I imagine, 



