SOME FISH AND SOME FISHING 



ear. "Not on your life," had been my ready 

 reply. Luckily, I had two rods in the boat 

 but they were not of the same make nor 

 were the butt sockets of the same diameter. 

 I called to the boatman to follow the fish 

 which was only too glad to travel slowly, 

 being much exhausted after his great run. 

 I then told my man Gibbons, who was also 

 in the launch, to strip three-quarters of the 

 line from off the spare reel, and cut it, then 

 to pass the line through the eyes of the rod 

 and let me know when he was ready. In 

 the meantime I wound the line a dozen times 

 around my left, gloved, hand from off the 

 reel I was fishing with. When my man said 

 that he was ready I told him to cut my line 

 close to the reel and to tie it to the line at 

 the tip end of the rod he held. I then told 

 him to reel the knotted line home as I un- 

 wound the line from my left hand. When 

 he told me that this had been done, I re- 

 moved the tip from the butt I held and 

 allowed it to shoot six hundred feet down 



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