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and on dark days he would remain quietly 

 in favorite places where the water ran 

 at the rate of about two miles per hour, 

 over pebbles and cobble-stones. It looked 

 as though he remained in the open cur- 

 rent without a motion, but on close obser- 

 vation one could see that his nose was 

 behind a cobble-stone large enough to 

 make a little sunken eddy, and that his 

 tail curved a bit from side to side. After 

 mounting the first rapid near the sea he 

 usually spent two weeks in the pool 

 above, and then on ascending the second 

 fall he remained for a week in the next 

 pool, and in that way he proceeded like 

 any experienced traveller who has learned 

 how to enjoy himself and find comfort on 

 the road. When he first went into the 

 fresh water every year his colors were 

 startlingly silvery, gleaming in the light 

 that winnowed down through the crinkles 

 of swift water. Ten days later his back 

 and gill covers and fins began to become 

 blackish, arid his sides were a trifle less sil- 

 very. Two months later, at the head- 

 waters of the river, his colors were 



