44 How splendidly ho took the fly ! " exclaims 

 James. 



" Bravo ! bravo ! shouts William. " The first 

 cast and a salmon !* 



Up and down stream, across, now back again, 

 all kinds of antics does he kick in the bright, cool 

 morning until we have him lying on the bank a 

 tlni ty-three-pounder. Paddling out again, th< 

 kill irk is dropped in about the same place; but 

 although we see a large fish rise, I fail to lure 

 him, as he probably prefers to continue his morn- 

 ing slumber. Drifting a short distance down- 

 stream, a few casts are made to the right, when, 

 suddenly, something enormous rises from the bot- 

 tom, and, as it disappears beneath the surface, the 

 delicate dark leader is carefully watched. Gradu- 

 ally it begins to sink. Now the hook is sent home, 

 for I know the fly has been seized. 



44 Good Lord, what a salmon ! " cry the men, as 

 his broad tail strikes the water a forty-five- 

 pounder sure. 



44 Keep the canoe as it is, James, until you know 

 what he intends to do. I cannot move him. 

 nmrk ! up-stream. He 's off! Whew I a run of 

 torty yards without a stop. There he jumps t 

 Faster, James ! w I cry. " He is among the rocks ! 

 The leader will surely be cut." 



44 Give him the butt, sir, and turn him, if you 

 can." 



