WHEN STORMS RAGED 



vividly remembers that when once well 

 started he could not stop and that the trip 

 was made remarkably quick. He fell in a 

 heap at the landing and gazed at the sky for 

 a long time. 



He really believes that during this run his 

 head and neck were lost and only knew he 

 had the fish, for the bundle was lying on the 

 ground beside him. After some time the 

 vanished head and neck pieces returned and 

 resumed rightful positions. 



The indisputable proof he was smoking 

 when the guide did appear: The guide 

 grunted a compliment regarding his ability 

 to make fast time and he entered into no 

 argument at all concerning the subject. 



Everyone had enough trout to eat at camp. 

 The creel was not questioned, but the hard 

 snow-storm was not swallowed as readily 



as the trout. 



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It is a general belief that during a thunder- 

 storm fish, particularly trout, rarely if ever 

 take a lure. 



Three sportsmen and the Humble Angler 

 accompanied by a photographer were far 

 away in the wilds of New Brunswick, the 

 prime object of such a trip being the possi- 



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