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Title: With fly-rod and camera
Year: 1890 (1890s)
Authors: Samuels, Edward A. (Edward Augustus), 1836-1908
Subjects: Fishing Fishing
Publisher: New York, Forest and Stream Pub. Co.
Contributing Library: The Library of Congress
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and crimson, floated lazily across thevalley. No sound was heard save the rustling of the foli-ao-e, the eurele and rattle of the water in the rapids, andthe occasional song of some feathered denizen of the for-est, or the querulous chatter of the squirrel. I love suchsurroundings — I adore the woods and the grand old hills.I had passed an hour or more in the seclusion of myquiet nook, when I was startled by a shout from Hiram,whom I had left at camp. Hurrying out of the woods,I found him standing on the beach near the head of thepool. Come here, sir, he said, and I will show you apretty sight. What is it? I asked, as I approached him. Come easy, he said, and look. Cautiously drawing near, and examining the watercarefully, I descried the objects that had attracted his at-tention. Three salmon were lying in the edge of theeddy below the rapids, two of them small fish, each, per-haps, of about eight pounds weight. The others wereconsiderably larger. Side by side they lay, and, save an
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338 With Fly-Rod and Camera. occasional flirt of the tail, and the regular motion of thegills, they were almost motionless. I think well get one of those chaps soon, saidHiram, as he retreated from the pool. Well wait a while, for theyve seen us; but by wad-ing into the rapids above, and making a long cast downover them, well lift one, sure. They must have run in since morning, I replied,taking my rod from its supports, and examining my cast-ing line and fly. I cast all over the pool before din-ner and saw nothing. Yes, they may have come up from the pool belowus, said Hiram. Tis but a few rods, and they mayhave run up when we went over the pool with the canoe,after killing the other fish. After my casting line had had a few minutes soak-ing, I removed my old fly, and put on a good-sized Dur-ham raneer that had never been wet. Wadino- into theriver above the rapids, and keeping out of sight of thefish, I began casting across the river, lengthening my lineat every cast, until I had eno

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