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them can be made so as to fit, one inside the other, so 

 as to be conveniently carried on the deck of a schooner. 



God bless your honour, gire it up for this evening, and I'll tie yon a couple 

 to-night, and -ive'll go out early in the morning to the pool under Erina, and 

 ■n-e'll, may be, hook Salrestyr.' ' SalTest)T ? ' says he ; ' yes,' says I. 

 ' What's Salvestyr ? ' says he. ' SalTestyr,' says I, ' is a great salmon ; 

 some say he's twenty, some thirty, some forty pounds, that lies in the hole 

 where your honour killed the trout on Tuesday; and he's always rising and 

 sometimes takes, but no one was able to kill him, — yet he snapped the rod 

 out of Ned Brj'an's hand last Sunday night, and broke it between the stones, 

 80 that Ned never got as much of it as would make a toothpick for a lamper 

 eel, and that lives by suction Vike the snipes.' Well,' says he to me, ' if 

 thou wilt tie the flies, I will go with thee in the morning : at what hour wilt 

 thou be ready? ' ' Oh, be dad,' says I, ' in the grey dawn just liefore the 

 sun rises, and that'll be about half past three ; I'll be under your honour's 

 windy.' And there I was shure enough, and when I seen no stir upon the 

 ould hop pole, I threwn a handful of gravel against the glass of his windy, 

 and out of bed he jumps, making the whole house shake, and giving me a 

 nod thro' the ^vindy, he hurries on his brown shuit and broad beaver, and 

 do^vn he comes, looking sorr^^ I thought, for being such an ould fool as to 

 come out into the damp mist and leave such a darlin behind him in the 

 warm sheets. Well, Dinny Considine and myself brought him to the oidd spot, 

 and I gev him an ould Lochaber, that I had killed a dozen peal with, and we 

 tould him the only way to fish the pool was to drag it ; so we made him let 

 out about twenty yards o' Une, and sit mth his face to the stern, — and God 

 knows I was glad o'that, for I couldn't look at him without laughin, and his 

 back was to me, and I makin faces at Dinny. By and bj' we seen he was 

 getting tired and fidgety ; and Dinny, with a turn o' the padtUe, put the fly 

 in a stone, and snapt it oif as clean as a whistle. ' Youi- honom' hooked 

 him,' says I. ' Yerilj-,' says he, ' I felt a strong pull, and thou must have 

 heard the noise of the reel.' * I did,' says I, ' I knew you were in him ; 

 but we'd betther look at the fly.' With that he wound up, and there shure 

 enough was the hook bruk in two. 'Oh the thief of the world!' says 

 Dinny, ' it was Salvestyr was at it, and he'll rise again ; but give him a 

 bigger fiy, he thinks nothing of a dozen of them little ones.' With that I 

 takes out of me hat a great spring fiy on thribble gut, and I says, ' If he 

 sucks in that, it'U hould him, or the divil won't hould him ; ' and I spit on it 

 for luck, and threw it into the wather, and at it we went again, dragging the 

 ■hole over and hether, imtQ we were getting towards the tail of it where the 



