The Red Cloud chief., 1885-10-16

'rH 49, 80 s"FRH FNrH'
ilcctcd for the t~hoI,andth time that the
multitude Of her con uf-t, i no; 10 be
wonder Il al. Who can Withstand -uca
blue eyes and soft curly hair and the
dimpl.s which come AMI 20 a, she
speaks? Again. her voice j. Ike the
warblc If q nightingale. and-but sister
Ethel is "A theme which. from l. exceed
Ing effectiveness, | must label dan
gcrOuS.
As Dick comes in sight. clamberinC
over the rock. with his long rod over
his shoulder. | fancy | detect an added
iight in her ewes. but she only remark,
casually: Now you girls have GPt
your hero back again. perhaps you VIII
give III some tc..
Fish saws Dick: mot a fin. Might
"a we'll throw a tly On dry ground a,
on this gin-clear water.
He sits down. and we . our
spirits and temper a little. But he l.
not himself. for beng really ANXIOUS
"A ont him and Ethel. ! observe him
closely and not. the elaboration Of Ell
fort in h m.rth.
Il wish he was not SO humble
Illlllfi- lobdD! Nv "a " '''-i -
he % run my thoughts.
After our pa%instaking preparat ons
tea j. not To be- dismissed N q nom nj.
Our oonlcmplativc IN ovment OF II.
however. j. broken in upon by a loud
shout from fourtccn-ycar-old Bella.
Look. tn. salmDn'' and she points To
The curying cdd cS which mark the spot
where the biz fish has risen.
..By gum say, Dick. Jumping up IN
hat, Its a regular >ockdolagcr.
Take my rod, Croft, and try for it,
no, no, it's your turn. | had the
last
But g~ood-na;urcd Dick thruSts the
rod into his trends hand and dragS Of
his own hat - examine the lie, in il.
Our loud-'ongucd ~cntreaties ar t.
him "a the idle wind: but a gentle. low
voiced re quest from Ethc' yccrS HIM
round in a moment. He takes the rod
and rlides cautiously down to the WA.
ter , cdg". crouchcd behind rocks. and
with beating hearts we watch every
movement OF Dicks fingers.
II shall show him a big dark fly
first" h. words scarcely reach VI
through the nois" of the fall should
meyer land such Il 'whopper' On a small
hook
He seems an are ailiNing that fly and
then wctting il. A. he lcngihcns his
ne out 4 ward or more each cast, and
the black wings and silver body iloa;
nearer and nearer to the spot where
the great fish rose, Our excitement
reaches almost to bursting point. and
little Bella has to he held down by
force.
There. it must have been right over
his nose that time, almost wonder
that Dick has the courage to 90 on
working his fly at all. But no ripple
breaks the surface. His majesty gazcS
unmovcd upon Tie black and silver.
Two or three more throws and D.ck
reels up his line.
Try him with a small Jock Scott
now" Captain Croft. caught 10y the pre-
vailing excitement, speaks in a solemn
whisper.
..All right. Throw me one over"
Again The wctting process has To b.
zone through and again seems more
endless than before.
At last the brilliant-hued ".Jock
Scott" is almost over the biz fish. Dick
balances himself carefully for the mex
east. The rod curves back. swing for
ward. and the fly. delivered stra ght
and freely. drops gently on 10 the wa
ter a couple a. yards above the salmon.
Hardly has the line sunk an inch be-
low the surface before there is n heav-
ing boil and swirl of water Is the great
fish bounds TO the surface. There is
no. n OF us girls who would not ut
this iuncture have thrown the rod down
with a shrek.
In a moment Jack has struck. His
rcd is a hoop: the line flashes through
the water; the whirling reel makes mu-
sic i'm our ears.
"Down to the bottom of the pool,
and drive HIM back if he makes tor the
rapid We ob'y ID ok Ike children.
except Ethel, who stands beside him
and views the struggle. 50 to say. from
the grand stand.
The ,IrSt rush is straight toward the
dangerous rapid, but a strenuous
splashing from us drives the fish back
in time.
by Jove' that WIS a near shave
tn ough." and Dick wipes his forehead
hastily.
Both Dick and Captain Croft after
ward de Jared that they had never seer
a fish show such Sport rs this one did.
One grand rush after another seems
tn leave him As fresh a ever. He i,
across the pool. down the pool. under
the white water ut the top. and almos,
under Dicks fetal in n moment.
Again and again he hurls himself into
the air and his great Silvcry SIDE al
mos daZ,lc> our ewes with its glitter.
Little Bella positively cries with ex-
element. and one or two of Us would
fain do likewise.
| have that strange feeling anglers
have often described 10 me. which
makes the burning reality of the mo-
ment blot out past and future. The
fate Of the universe seems to hang ON
this one fish; if he is or c. landed. | feel
that the struggle OF life will bc over.
For th;rty-eight minutes does tina,
fish keep us paipitating round tina,
pool. hen he begins 10 tire. His PUSHES
are shorter and shorter. Dick is get.
ting him in hand.
One last effort for freedom. however,
he makes in spite Of \ shower Of stones
from us. and the strain put upon him
by sixteen feet If ~grrenheart that gal
liant fish struggles into the head OF the
rapid.
Dick comes running down the bank,
losing line even then. for the current OF
the narrow> is furious.
Through the neck ut the bottom q,
the pool flashes the salmon Ike light.
ming. The sight Of powders and broker
water rcnewS his courage. Dick
course down stream is arrested By a BIG
rock; his line is run out to the last ward
Iris prince of fishes will escape after
ali. Dick looks upon the swirling wat,