the salmon, with another big jump, bids us fare- 

 well and darts up-stream to his freedom. 



"Oh, he has gone he has gone!" cries Mrs. 

 Davis, as the Silver Doctor comes drifting back. 

 u It is all your fault, Ned, telling me to pull side- 

 ways. I knew it would twist the hook out of his 

 mouth. And he was such a large fish! Tim said 

 he would weigh over forty pounds. I am simply 

 heart-broken." 



"Never mind; we are awfully sorry you had 

 such bad luck ; but James says if you had used one 

 of his Silver Grays the salmon would have been 

 more eager and better hooked." 



" Tell James he is mistaken. I did try a Silver 

 Gray, and he would not touch it." 



" What ! refused the Silver Gray T 



"Yes." 



" Well, then, it must have been a big slink, 

 James says, if he would nt take his fly ; so you 

 had better not worry any more." 



" It was not a slink, and you know it." 



"Oh, I was only chaffing you. As I have 

 brought you bad luck, perhaps it will change if I 

 go back to the house for a little rest." 



"You need not do that on my account, but please 

 never again tell me to pull sideways, for I never 

 shall." 



Mixer and I, having returned to camp, are soon 

 awakened from our doze before the fireplace by the 



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