. Sport . ghtly roseate hues of hisback and shoulders giving unfailing evidence, ifcorroborative evidence were wanting, after oneglimpse of that spade-like tail, of a *salmo salarof no common weight and dimensions. My heart—I confess it leaped up to my very mouth—buthe has missed the fly, and an anxious palpitatingfive minutes which I always reluctantly allow 72 SPORT. must elapse before I try him again. They aregone, and in trembhng hope—with exactly the samelength of line, and the boat exactly in the sameplace, Ole having fixed the spot to an inch bysome mysterious landmarks on the shore—I c
. Sport . ghtly roseate hues of hisback and shoulders giving unfailing evidence, ifcorroborative evidence were wanting, after oneglimpse of that spade-like tail, of a *salmo salarof no common weight and dimensions. My heart—I confess it leaped up to my very mouth—buthe has missed the fly, and an anxious palpitatingfive minutes which I always reluctantly allow 72 SPORT. must elapse before I try him again. They aregone, and in trembhng hope—with exactly the samelength of line, and the boat exactly in the sameplace, Ole having fixed the spot to an inch bysome mysterious landmarks on the shore—I com-mence my second trial. Flounce! There he is! HE COMES AT ME, AND MISSES THE FLY. not so demonstrative this time—a boil in the waterand a slight plash, as the back fm cuts the surface,thats all ; but something tells me this is the trueattack. A slight, but sharp turn of the wrist cer-tifies the fact, and brings—oh, moment of delight!my line taut and my rod bent to a delicious curve. ■55. \^. SAUfON-FISHING. 75 Hahet! he has it ! Now, Ole! steadily andslowly to the shore ! He is quite quiet as yet, andhas scarcely discovered the singular nature and pro-perties of the insect he has appropriated, but swimsquietly round and round in short circles, wonderingno doubt, but so far unalarmed. I am only toothankful for the momentary respite, and treat himwith the most respectful gentleness, but a growingthough scarcely perceptible increase of the strainon my rod bends it gradually lower and lower untilthe reel begins to give out its first slow fingers are on the line to give it the slightresistance of friction, but the speed increases toorapidly for me to bear them there long, and Iwithdraw them just in time to save their beingcut to the bone in the tremendous rush whichfollows. Whizz-z-z! up the pool he goes! the linescattering the spray from the surface in a smallfountain, like the cut-water of a Thames now a thousand fears assail me—should thereb
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