results. Again the wise old fellow below re- 

 fuses to be disturbed in his slumber. Another 

 consultation, and you decide that a darker fly 

 might arouse him ; so this time a Black Dose goes 

 forth on its deadly mission; but still he sleep- 

 eth, and seeth not. A Durham Ranger, a Wilkin- 

 son, Brown and Black Fairies large and small 

 flies of all kinds are tried ; but the old salmon seems 

 perfectly content where he is, resting in that com- 

 fortable little spot behind the big rock. 



" Suppose we have a smoke now; let us wait ten 

 minutes and then try the Silver Gray again." 



"Don't think it of much use," replies Smith, 

 "but we can try." Fastening securely the same 

 Silver Gray and rising to my feet, I cast it for- 

 ward. " What was that, Smith T " I cry as my fly 

 comes round. 



" Think you must have moved him, sir. Wait 

 a little, and cast again." This time, as the fly 

 falls softly, there is a splash and a tug ; at last 

 he has awakened from his slumber. If this 

 fish had risen to a Jock Scott, Black Dose, 

 Dusty Miller, or any fly, and you had kept on 

 using it, I believe the result would have been the 

 same. Salmon no doubt sleep more than we think 

 they do, and when we are casting over them they 

 do not see the fly. Wo raise a fish, and think it 

 strange he does not come again. Then we try all 

 kinds of flies, and finally hook our fish with 



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