114 SALMONIA. 



larger fish, at the bottom of the great pool, 

 and is carried down by him almost to the 

 sea. 



POIET. I cannot hold him ! He has run 

 out all my line. 



HAL. I see him : he is hooked foul, and 

 I fear we shall never recover him, for he is 

 going out to sea. Give me the rod, I will 

 try and turn him; and do you run dowji to 

 the entrance of the pool, and throw stones, 

 to make him, if possible, run back. Ay! 

 that stone has done good service; he is now 

 running up into the pool again. Now call 

 the fisherman, and tell him to bring a long 

 pole, to keep him if possible from the sea. 

 Now you have a good assistant, and I will 

 leave you, for tiring this fish will be at least 

 a work of tw r o hours. He is not much less 

 than 201bs. and is hooked under the gills, so 

 that you cannot suffocate him by a straight 

 line. I wish you good fortune; but should 

 he turn sulky, you must not allow him to 

 rest, but make the fisherman move him with 

 the pole again ; your chance of killing him 

 depends upon his being kept incessantly in 



