CHAPTER VIII 



THE "WHUSTLER" 



Waiting for the Wind — An Unexpected Rise — "A 

 Birr ! a Whirr ! a Sahnon's On ! a Goodly Fish ! a 

 Thumper ! " — Involuntary Cruisings — An Alarm- 

 ing Dive — The Salmon Sulks — A Stirring Squall 

 — ^ Ronald in Despair — Cast on a Strange Shore 

 — No Gaff ! — The Outflowing River — A Disquiet- 

 ing Prospect — Pull-Devil, Pull-Baker — Honours 

 Even. 



When Ronald and I set out on Loch 

 Voil the weather was unusually promis- 

 ing. In the morning there had been 

 squalls charged with rain ; but now, just 

 after luncheon, the wind was steady. 

 Surveying the hUlsides of the glen in 

 which the water lies, one could now 

 and then see a patch of heather or of 

 bracken gently gleaming in sunshine. 



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