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Mosier, bait the doctor’s hook. I sce luminous rays from 
the God of Day, and he will make a splendid appearance in 
ten minutes. Now, doctor, reel up your line, so that the bait 
will be within a yard of the top of your rod, and make a cast 
to the whirl which you see was made by a bass. Your reel 
overruns? That is unfortunate. You should keep your 
thumb on the reel, and check it as the bait drops on the 
water. Mosier, bait my hook; I have put on a medium- 
sized hook with a headed shank, and I am going in for the 
fish refused by the doctor. 
Mosier, Mr. 8., jist cast along there in Snecker’s Gap, for 
they are reether sassy there on the young flood. 
S. Well, Mosier, here goes for a forty-pounder! 
Mosier. There! I told you so; I knew that feller wanted 
breakfast, an I guess he’s got enough to last him. 
D. Mr. Mosier, as I have succeeded in getting my line out 
of snarl, shall I cast now ? 
Mosier. Not quite yet, I guess, for there’s no knowin where 
that critter will yet lead Mr. 8. : 
D, Well, I will take a seat on the rock here, and look at 
the play. Ugh! that wave wet me all over. Is it not dan- 
gerous to remain here ? 
Mosier. No, sir; ony keep a look-out for them ninth waves; 
don’t git down toward a gulch, but watch where the waves 
throw the most water when they break, for it allers depends 
on the course of wind. 
D. I see your philosophy is correct, Mr. Mosier, and I have 
now got a dry seat. Mr. Mosier,do you think that fish will 
ever be landed? He has run nearly all the line off the reel 
already. 
Mosier. T can’t say; there’s no counting on them chaps 
till they are landed, if so be you fish with a pole; but if I 
had him on my hand-line, Pd make him come humming, and 
show no quarters. 
S. Mosier, keep my line away from the rocks with your 
gaff, for he seems bent on rounding the Hopper Rock, and 
