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dred feet, at the first rush, his beautiful 
contour showing plainly as he cuts 
through the waves. We note that his 
first rush is to the north; now he dou- 
bles and comes back with arrow-like 
swiftness and we hold our breath as the 
line slackens, but our friend attends to 
that; he steps back quickly and, reeling 
fast, soon brings the line taut. Again 
the tactics are gone through, not so far 
this time, however. Finding no relief 
from his bondage he now seeks deep 
water and sulks, but the gentle spring- 
ing of the rod tells us that he is being 
prodded into action. We notice that he 
is swimming in circles, a sure sign of 
waning powers in a fish. The end is 
not yet, however, again and again he 
is worked toward the beach, and as often 
he goes to deep water. Again the sulk- 
ing is brought into play only to be broken 
by the master at the rod, until the fast- 
tiring fish is at last worked into the 
trough of the sea near the beach. Now 
the whole beautiful, struggling creature 
is in full view, swimming parallel with 
the beach, his powerful tail beating the 
water and every fin set abrace against 
the action of the thread-like line from 
which he cannot get release. 
The fire in his eye is plainly visible 
as each succeeding wave lifts him grad- 
ually toward the beach. Steady now, 
my man, your fateful moment is at hand. 
You have a prize fit for ransom within 
your grasp. A moment of carelessness 
now and all may be lost. But, he knows 
a thing or two of the game; the line will 
not be slackened. As the waves throw 
the fish upon the sand he steps slowly 
backward, keeping the line taut until the 
prize is won. And such a prize — the 
striped monarch of the Atlantic coast, 
about forty pounds of him — every inch 
is beauty and every ounce meant battle. 
JAMES ALEXANDER 
HENSHALL 
(continued from PAGE 403 ) 
Fly-Fishing for Brook Trout. 
I HAD the good will of a carpenter in 
my neighborhood who encouraged me 
in my mechanical efforts, and allowed 
me to use his tools; in return for his 
kindness I coached his boy, who was not 
very bright, in his studies. So taking 
advantage of this favorable state of af- 
fairs I set about making fishing rods. In 
the country about Baltimore, red cedar 
was very abundant, so procuring some 
well-seasoned, straight-grained logs, I 
made two light, springy rods of eight and 
ten feet in length, and weighing but a 
few ounces. They were made in two sec- 
tions or pieces with a simple splice joint, 
which was taught to me by my English 
mentor James during our fly tying days. 
This was just as well, or better, because 
ferrules were a bit beyond me to make, 
and very difficult to obtain. 
After the close of the Mexican war I 
made a visit to a distant relative in 
Pennsylvania, an army officer who had 
just returned from Mexico. I took the 
cedar rods with me, which the major ad- 
mired very much, for he was a finished 
angler. He gave me a plaited horsehair 
line, about a hundred feet long, which I 
used for many years in fly-fishing, or 
