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heap. " That's 12." Down comes another. " Halloa ! 

 how many have you ? " Down comes another, the 

 largest of all, making the lot out of that one pool 14. 

 There they were, 11 salmon and 3 grilse, and a more 

 beautiful or refreshing sight I should never care to 

 see. To say that I felt pleased is nothing I made 

 no demonstration of any kind ; but I have not for- 

 gotten, and never shall. After a rest of half an hour, 

 during which the fish were placed on the grass, ranked 

 according to size, and duly admired, and their weights 

 guessed (of course, at nearly double what it was by 

 Jemmy, who, in his desire to extol my deeds, couldn't 

 help exaggerating them), I started up stream, tried the 

 pool where I had got the two fish, but without raising 

 one. Tried " Fowl Doule " again, and, after some 

 coaxing, succeeded in raising and hooking a splendid 

 fellow. He kept me half an hour in suspense without 

 having once seen him, for he continued deep in the 

 water, swimming slowly and jerking incessantly a 

 sort of feeling I particularly dislike. After having got 

 him several times into shallow water, and he had 

 rushed madly back again into the pool the only 

 ruslfes he did make he was obliged to give in at last, 

 and I thought he was almost dead, and certainly past 

 any great exertion, until Jemmy put the gaff into him, 

 when for a moment it was doubtful which of the two 

 was to have the gaff. He was got out safety, and was 

 well worth all the trouble we had had, for as I after- 

 wards discovered he weighed 16 lb., and was fresh run 

 the largest fish, by -the -way, I ever caught on that 

 river. 



I now began to feel quite satisfied with the day's 

 work. I had thirteen salmon and four grilse ; but as 

 I had made preparations for spending the night, and it 



