PLEASURES OF ANGLING. 59 



the wool-sack of the United Kingdom. And yet 

 how could it be done ? It was useless for him to 

 soliloquize, as he did, " You beggar, I'll fight you 

 'till sunrise before you shall beat me." Long be- 

 fore sunrise the fish might escape, the canoe be 

 swamped in some merciless rapid, and the vener- 

 able Chief left stranded and dripping upon some 

 inhospitable rock, with nothing to cheer him in 

 his wretched loneliness but the roar of the thunder- 

 ing waters or the plaintive notes of the hooting 

 night-owl. Fortunately, neither an all-night fight 

 nor a possible shipwreck awaited him. His co- 

 Chief Justice took in the situation as readily as he 

 catches the point of a lawyer's brief, improvised a 

 few flambeaux and started off to the rescue. It 

 was a timely interposition, resulting in perfect suc- 

 cess. The flambeaux made the surroundings of 

 the combatants bright as day, and in due time the 

 salmon gave up the fight, was duly gaffed and 

 brought into camp, escorted by the first torch-light 

 procession in which either Chief had ever before 

 been the principal actor. 



