Salmon Fishing. 



time been flogging away without the smallest 

 symptom of success. 



It seemed that, by some wondrous stretch 

 of the fickle goddess's favour, he had succeeded 

 at length in hooking a veritable salmon ; and 

 altogether his position, excitement, and nervous 

 handling of the fish, as though he feared every 

 moment he should lose the prize he had hold 

 of, was a picture quite equal to one of those 

 Mr.,Briggs figured in, in the pages of Punch! 



After watching him for some time with no 

 less amusement, than I should any other object 

 that was equally ludicrous, I saw if I did not 

 interfere, that he and the fish would very soon 

 part company. His line, from his letting the 

 fish have his own way, was not only un- 

 necessarily long, but scarcely strained enough 

 to master a minnow. Had the fish been of 

 any size, and in decent condition, he must have 

 lost him long before. "Wind up your line; 

 haul him down ; there's a stake there, and 

 you'll lose him, as sure as fate ! What on earth 



