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the fish lies lest he make a rush when you are 

 stooping for a stone, and break loose. Great, at this 

 moment, is the advantage of the angler who has a 

 "cast" in his eye! That stone has startled the fish- 

 no rest for salmo and now he darts to the surface. 

 "Up wi taily," what a leap! it is well you humoured 

 him "by dipping the top of your rod, or he would 

 have gone free. Again, and again! These are the 

 last efforts of despair, and they have exhausted 

 him. He is seized with stupor, like a stout gentle- 

 man who has suddenly exerted himself after dinner, 

 or a "boxer who has just received a swinging blow 

 on the jugular. Draw him towards the shore, he 

 can scarcely move a fin. Quick, the gaff is in his 

 gills, and now you have him out; and, as he lies 

 stretched on the pebbles, with his silver sides 

 think 



