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his keen eye had detected the rise of the fish, 

 by the circular rippling of the surface of the 

 water, which informed him that he was just 

 then on the feed. 



One of the guild upon a time had under his 

 convoy on the stream a New York "sportsman 

 angler," who while braced midwater in a stiff 

 current managed to attach his fly, in the back- 

 cast, firmly to the hide of a red bossy browsing 

 along the bank. As imported leader, flies, and 

 finest of double-tapered lines began to disappear 

 in the bush, he frantically yelled: "Hey! guide, 

 I say! What shall I do, you know?" "Well," 

 was the response, "I ain't no specialist in playin' 

 keows; and I reckon ye had better cut the line 

 if she don't break loose purty soon." The 

 writer once, in attending to a companion's halloa 

 from below him, turned and witnessed his free- 

 ing of a bird that he had hooked awing, and in 

 the wing, while casting; and himself once played 

 the maddest water snake on record, that he had 

 hooked by the tail while it was sunning itself 

 on a rock amidstream. 



In concluding this topic we deem two inci- 

 dents worthy of record, one as a pretty piece of 

 scientific and persistent angling that met its 

 due reward, the other as a specific example of 

 the kind of entomological and piscatorial ob- 

 servation that goes to make one accomplished 

 in the sport. On a certain well-remembered 

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