The state rights democrat. [volume] (Albany, Linn County, Oregon) 1865-1900, 1870-09-02


of landing-net. Brook trout are bit.
ing merrily, and begin to think /
shall ha"ela fair creel to show for the
morning sport, when suddenly be-
came conscious of u very singular phe-
nomenon that for the moment star
ties me considerably. Making n cast
into ripple, round big boulder, /
find my line firmly caught and drag
ged into the mir, my reel gives out,
another rael gives out, and, as live,
l am firmly entansled.
90, how tiresome !" some one cries
from the shelter of the alders and a
moment afterward u young lady comes
into sight with decided flush OF Az
ger ON her cheeks. -..t-.
Tne young lady is clothed lii gray
from head to hose. She has gray
gloves and gray CATERS belew her
short DIR 50; gray hat with gray
feather; but her cheeks are red. and
she looks deliciously cross at the acci-
dent she has met with.
Don't be taking off your hat,
please but try and free my line, il
you can" ..r..... ...s....
:" If you will be good enough to let
out while ] wheel in, can then unfast-
Ell the hooks" -5....
This is done with rather sulky air;
and when released. the gray angler
calls out -... ....... .....
=. Do you know, ,ir, that you have
no right to fish here? This part oi
the stream is striely lresor,od."
. am sorry | AN t espa ssins. /
intended to leave my card ut the house
above, to which T presume the fishing
Is attached.
Well," this time smiling like
like ripping sea under AN AUGUST
sun aud breeze. - let me see If you
can throw fy. l will give you
leave to whip the stream as far as the
plank crossing above.
" .. | would not spoil y ur sport
for the world" -
- Perhaps You won't spoil my sport
after all. When yon are done, ! shall
wait until the water reh;s, and 80
over it again.
The slishtes. touch of sarcasm gave
the flavor of pickclsd walnut to this
rem rk. We pass beyond the aldcrs
to where the stream Is more oten.-
The gray damsel. with her rod on her
shoulder, watches ny performance
nom the opposite ban.. Rather ..nx-
ious TO display my ,,eftress ut tie gen
tie art, ] stand well back. whiSk out u
y ry long line, and as the die, are skim.
ming the water the wicked wind sud
denly tosses them wildly about niy
lady's tnfban, aud III Il second the
head gear il firmly hood. With n
giowl at ~, awLardIets, l waded al
once into the brook. and begged her
pardon. She said nothing. but bent
her head toward me in order 10 have
the accident reinedied. III di ME =
Tic puet who wns cnsnarci in the
golden hair of hi<' mistress could safe
ly sympathize with me at ehe moment.
. ani very ullucky. Will you
forgive ny aWkwar,li.ess 2"
- Yes; but rs | ..i!I my own game
keeper, you must gave up your name.
l took n card from my ly-bodk and
presented it to her.
- Mr.. Frank Dalton, / have heard
the name before. Are you not the
editor OF something or other in ION.
don 2" q if
Heavens. Something or other, l.
it III this style the Jf1c.'isn,ic,i0m was
spoken of in the provinces? / bowed.
TO imply that the periodical dimly re-
ferred to was under my charge.
i" o, I am so glad TO have seen a
real literary man No wonder you
conldn't fish. +"
But can I assure you
" No; yon came here to moon, AMI
to imagine Yourself Isaa.l Walton. -
Clever people never make good ang-
lers." . ''@ t3.~
And yet I saw you throw a fly
very prettily just now .
- Take care, sir, take care yon
have been caught hoaching, and il
you add to the crime by paying me u
direct com plim1n mt, you shall be
charged before my pn with both Of
fe ces.' :.
l, declare, we TAXED ON together
with no more embarrassment than il
we ha. known each other for month
at least. 's.sf
MI. Mr. Dalton, sald the little gray
.,o;'ash % G 80 80 s .an5 ~ =
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