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not seldom with success. Now, had I somewhat 

 more of my friend's faith, I should be saved a 

 world of trouble, and continue, as he does, 

 on the even tenor of my way, satisfied that, 

 though late, the object of my hopes will be sure 

 to come at last, to compensate me for my patient 

 waiting. 



Some hours had now glided on, and I began 

 to fear Dan would be spared the sight of another 

 fish hooked by the red-tailed fly. I lay reclining 

 on the bank chatting with him about the good 

 Parson, when all at once I fancied I saw a move- 

 ment in the stream some yards below, that 

 induced me to jump up rod-in-hand, rather to 

 Dan's amazement, he being ignorant of the cause 

 of my sudden excitement. Though the sun 

 shone rather more than was pleasant, the stream 

 was deep, and the bank high, and I threw as 

 long and light a line as I could, without shewing 

 myself more than possible. After three or four 

 attempts, and just as I was beginning to think 

 the movement in the water I had espied was all 



