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To and fro, with their backs out of water, terrified 

 at the noise and light, splashed and darted a dozen 

 great fish, seeking in vain some escape from their 

 wooden prison. When there were yet eight or ten 

 inches of water it ceased to subside, and a large, 

 murderous-looking four-pronged and barbed salmon 

 spear was brought and the following fish speared 

 and deposited with some trouble, ponderously wrig- 

 gling, in a large hamper. First some large carp and 

 gwynniad, then a splendid trout of ten pounds, accor- 

 ding to my weighing machine (which was all it was 

 marked to register), with a dark greenish Salmo ferox 

 appearance, much spotted with black. Then two 

 sea-trout-like silvery fellows of five and a quarter 

 and four pounds respectively, and several smaller 

 ones. After this we opened the turbine again and 

 went to luncheon. While grayling were being fried 

 in a frying-pan over a wood fire by the boys, 

 Edholm and I began our meal on raw carps' roe and 

 salt as a hors tfceuvre resembling caviare. 



After lunch both trout and grayling were taken 

 with a spoon in the swifter parts, but by far the 

 greater number with fly, including a trout of over 

 three pounds, and when we rowed home in the 

 evening there lay at the bottom of the boat one hun- 

 dred and sixteen fish, scaling nearly as many pounds. 

 The flour-mill being the property of the lendsman, 

 or chief official of Arjeploug, we left all the fish 

 taken in the turbine at his house, and although 

 I asked, I was unable to obtain the skin of the 



