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FIFTH DAY.

HALIEUS-POIETES-ORNITHER-
PHYSICUS.

MORNING.

HAL.-WELL, is your tackle all ready? It is a fine fresh and cloudy morning, with a gentle breeze-a day made for salmon fishing.

[They proceed to the river.]

HAL.-Now, my friends, I give up the two best pools to you till one o'clock; and I shall amuse myself above and below-probably with trout fishing. As there is a promise of a mixed day, with—what is rare in this country-a good deal of sunshine, I will examine your flies a little, and point out those I think likely to be useful; or rather, I will show you my flies, and, as you all have

duplicates of them, you can each select the fly which I point out, and place it in a part of the book where it may easily be found. First: when the cloud is on, I advise one of these three golden twisted flies, silk bodies, orange, red and pale blue, with red, orange, and grey hackle, golden pheasant's hackle for tail, and kingfisher's and golden pheasant's brown hackle under the wing; beginning with the brightest fly, and changing to the darker one. Should the clouds disappear, and it become bright, change your flies for darker ones, of which I will point out three-a fly with a brown body and a red cock's hackle, and one with a dun body and black hackle, with a brown mallard's wing. All these flies have, you see, silver twist bodies, and all kingfisher's feather under the wing, and golden pheasant's feather for the tail. For the size of your flies, I recommend the medium size, as the water is small this day; but trying all sizes, from the butterfly size of a hook of half an inch in width, to one of a quarter. Now, Physicus, cast your orange fly into that rapid at the

top of the pool; I saw a large fish run there this moment. You fish well, were common trout your object; but, in salmon fishing, you must alter your manner of moving the fly. It must not float quietly down the water; you must allow it to sink a little, and then pull it back by a gentle jerk—not raising it out of the water,—and then let it sink again, till it has been shown in motion, a little below the surface, in every part of your cast. That is right, he has risen,

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PHYS. I hold him. He is a noble fish!

HAL.-He is a large grilse, I see by his play; or a young salmon, of the earliest born this spring. Hold him tight; he will fight

hard.

PHYS.-There! he springs out of the
Once, twice, thrice, four times!

water!

He is a merry one!

HAL. He runs against the stream, and will soon be tired,-but do not hurry him, Pull hard now, to prevent him from running round that stone. gaff him for you. fish of this tide.

He comes in. I will

I have him! A goodly
But see, Poietes has a

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larger fish, at the bottom of the great pool, and is carried down by him almost to the

sea.

POIET.-I cannot hold him! He has run out all my line.

HAL. I see him: he is hooked foul, and I fear we shall never recover him, for he is going out to sea. Give me the rod,—I will try and turn him; and do you run down to the entrance of the pool, and throw stones, to make him, if possible, run back. Ay! ⚫ that stone has done good service; he is now running up into the pool again. Now call the fisherman, and tell him to bring a long pole, to keep him if possible from the sea. Now you have a good assistant, and I will leave you, for tiring this fish will be at least a work of two hours. He is not much less than 20lbs. and is hooked under the gills, so that you cannot suffocate him by a straight line. I wish you good fortune; but should he turn sulky, you must not allow him to rest, but make the fisherman move him with the pole again; your chance of killing him depends upon his being kept incessantly in

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action, so that he may exhaust himself by exercise. I shall go and catch you some river trout, for your dinner;-but I am glad to see, before I take my leave of you, that Ornither has likewise hold of a fish,—and, from his activity, a lusty sea trout.

[He goes, and returns in the afternoon.]

HAL.-Well, Poietes, I hope to see your fish of 20lbs.

POIET.-Alas! he broke me, -turned sulky, and went to the bottom; and when he was roused again, my line came back without the fly; so that I conclude he had cut my links by rubbing them against some sharp stone. But, since, I have caught two grilses and a sea trout, and lost two others, salmons or grilses, that fairly got the hooks out of their mouths.

HAL. And, Ornither, what have you done? Well, I see,-a salmon, a grilse, and a sea trout. And Physicus?

PHYS. I have lost three fish; one of which broke me, at the top of the pool, by

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