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Show 'l'I-IE THRILLING MOMENT other side of the river. It was my final opportunity. I made a desperate grab at it and caught the grasshopper. My premonition proved to be correct. When that Kri-karee, invisibly attached to my line, went floating down the stream, the ouananiche was surprised. It was the fourteenth of September, and he had supposed the grasshopper season was over. The unexpected temptation was too strong for him. He rose with a rush, and in an instant I was fast to the best land-locked salmon of the year. But the situation was not without its embarrassments. My rod weighed only four and a quarter ounces; the fish weighed between six and seven pounds. The water was furious and headstrong. I had only thirty yards of line and no landing-net. "HolM Ferdinand!" I cried. "Apporte la nette, vite! A beauty! Hurry up!" I thought it must be an hour while he was making his way over the hill, through the underbrush, around the eli/f. Again and again the fish ran out my line almost to tbe last turn. A dozen times he leaped from the water, shaking his silvery sides. 49 |
