am able to make a rough imitation, and with a non- 

 descript of this kind I have had good sport. Then 

 again, there is satisfaction in knowing they will 

 take one of your own make. It is amusing, and for 

 me it adds much to the pleasure of fishing. 



One of my canoemen, James Harrison, whom I 

 consider an expert at salmon-fishing, ties good flies. 

 They are so successful that he has had many orders. 

 With one of his Silver Grays I killed thirteen fish 

 from twenty to thirty-five pounds. One day when 

 Harrison and I were fishing at the Crib, the pool 

 seemed alive with salmon, and although none 

 would take the fly, they would rush savagely for- 

 ward at a small Black Dose, turning as quickly 

 as they came. Finally Harrison took a fly from 

 his pocket one of his own make, a Black Dose, 

 No. 1 single. It seemed rather large for the condi- 

 tion of the water, and looked more like a good- 

 sized bug. It was put on and cast forth. Two 

 salmon started for it, one about forty pounds and 

 the other, as it proved, of twenty-two, which was 

 hooked and killed. The next cast gave us one of 

 thirty-eight pounds. We were much surprised at 

 the result, because we thought the water too low 

 and clear for so large a fly. This again proves 

 that it is not always the small fly they wish. My 

 experiences of this kind have convinced me that 

 the No. 8 double had best be discarded. It would 

 be impossible to enumerate all the different va- 



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