CHAPTER XXIV 



I WAS so bucked up with my sport on the Harang beat 

 of the Surendal that I determined to take the earliest 

 opportunity of renewing my experiences of that delightful 

 pitch, so was greatly disappointed when Colonel Whitmore 

 informed me that he was not letting the following year. 



As luck would have it, Mr. Archer the Inspector of 

 Fisheries decided to put his holding on the Sand, on the 

 market. I was quickly in communication with him, and 

 arranged to take it over. To this fishing was attached 

 " Archer's Hiis," a most convenient lodge for the purposes 

 toward ; but there was one little fly in the ointment, since 

 the river was shared between Archer and his friend Hunter. 

 At first the arrangement between them had been that the 

 former should take the near, and the latter the far bank ; but 

 as this did not work particularly well, a new scheme had to 

 be adopted, whereby Archer, or his representatives, were 

 to fish for twelve hours of the twenty-four, and Hunter, or his 

 lessees, the remaining twelve, alternately. 



Now, in the early part of the season that is to say during 

 the months of June and July the salmon ascended but a 

 comparatively short distance from the fjord ; so that only 

 two good pools and a problematical run could be fished with 

 any hope of success. 



The lower, or Adsen, Pool is really the estuary of the Sand 

 itself ; for, at the mouth, its sweet waters intermingle with 

 those of the brackish fjord. 



When fish were running, they generally put in an appearance 

 as the tide flowed, and though some would push a long way 

 up the pool, the majority would drop back with the ebb. 



The other pool, known as the Great Foss, is one of the 

 most celebrated and prolific on the whole of Norway. At its 



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