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ran straight across the pool and jumped high in 

 the air against the wall of rock and hit the rock 

 in such a way with his head that he fell down abso- 

 lutely stone dead and was towed back across the 

 pool. 



This same place was above some very steep rocky 

 rapids where it was impossible to go in any way. 

 If the fish went out of the pool there it was impossi- 

 ble to get him back again as he went down over a 

 small falls. To keep the fish in the pool if hooked, 

 I stationed my guide at the narrow rock outlet 

 with a large stick with orders to thrash the water 

 if the fish came down that way and scare him back 

 up-stream. I hooked a fourteen-poimd fish which 

 immediately made straight for the outlet. The 

 guide was so busy watching me that he did not 

 make any disturbance and the fish rushed out and 

 over the falls. There was nothing to do but break 

 the tackle; and the line parted next the leader. 

 Three weeks later I returned and fished the same 

 pool and again hooked a fish. This time the guide, 

 who had had his lesson, kept the fish in the pool 

 and we landed him. It was the very same fish. 

 Along his side was a line where the leader had been 

 rubbing against him in the current and had worn 

 off the scales, and on the side of his jaw was an 



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