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and the big something rolled over as though as- 

 tonished, and then the fight was on Ze-e-e-e-e! so 

 clear, penetrating, and distinct that some one 

 out on the lake must have heard it and raised a 

 cheer and yelled "Good luck; give it to him!" 

 Good advice enough, but to the angler who was 

 willing enough to " go in and win " it seemed 

 that the trout was doing the angling; it had 

 taken over one hundred and fifty feet of line in 

 a series of wild and jocund rushes, evidently 

 down toward the depths of the big crevice, and 

 there hammered on the resilient tip like a sal- 

 mon, and it was some time before the angler 

 had courage to return the attack and began to 

 reel, and then with care and deliberation. 



The boatman suggested knocking the rod to 

 startle the fish, having learned the trick from 

 a Scotch salmon fisherman, but our angler would 

 none of it; he had a persuasive way of his 

 own, which he soon put into practice, coaxing 

 the game gently until at last it decided to take 

 the initiative and came upward with a bound 

 that gave slack line and made him reel for his 

 life ; then seventy feet away, up into the air went 

 a splendid fish, to throw its mouth wide open, 

 and send a hook flaunting into the air, and fall 

 with a crash that awoke the latent and dismal 

 echoes. 



It was one of those deep moments when silence 

 pervades the caves of the mind. The boatman 



