XXXVIII 

 OF OBERHAUSEN AND A POACHER 



I FIND that, after all, it is about the exploits 

 of Oberhausen that I have been boasting rather 

 than my own. No matter. We have at last 

 managed to get some blood I mean really to 

 splash it about in this book. I am really very 

 much obliged to my friends. The reader of a book 

 that professes to treat of angling has a right to 

 expect some sport, and had it not been for Chaven- 

 der and MacArthur and MacAlister and Ober- 

 hausen I should have given you, in this respect, 

 very poor value for your money. 



While, therefore, we are concerned with Norway, 

 let me (in my gratitude) trumpet the prowess 

 of Oberhausen yet again. I have told you how 

 he catches sea-trout. I propose to tell you how 

 he takes poachers. Now I have never caught a 

 poacher in my life, nor do I know anyone but 

 Oberhausen who has. Here, therefore, I present 

 you a faithful little picture of a Norwegian 

 poaching affray, and if it is not so violent and 



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