The Arkansaw traveler., 1885-10-17

put SiStck EInel IS theme which, fro H1 its exceeding attrac,iveness, must label " dangerous
 As Dick comes in sight. clamberine over the rocks with his long rod over hls shoulder, fancy detect an added light in her eyes. but she only remarks casu- ally. Now you giIls have got your hero back again, perhaps you will give us some tea"
 Fish 2" says Dick; "not m. Nigh, as we'll throw fly on dry ground as on this gin-clear water"
 He sits down, and we recover our spir- its and temper little. Bat he is not himself, for being really anxious about hin and Ethel, observe him closely and no'e the elaboration of effor, iu his mirth
 " wish be were not so humhle-mlnded Probably he will no; even ask her" so run my thoughts
 Alter our pains;akirg preparations tea IS not to be dismissed In m >men, On con,emplative enjoyment of 1t, however, IS broken in upon by a loud shou, from fourteen-ye2r-ol Bella Look, tue sal mon , ard she points to the euuing eddies which mark the spot where the big fish has risen.
 By gum.H says Dick. jumping up in haste, its a regular sockaolager. Take my rod, Croft and try for it."
 No, no, It's your turn. had the last"
 But good natured Dick thrust the rod into his friends hand and drags oil his own hat to examine the flies in II. Oar loud-tongued entreaties are 10 him as the idle wind but gentle, low-voiced request from Ethel veeIs him round ln a moment He takes the rod, and ghdes cautiously down to the waters edge, crouched behind rocks and with beating hearts we watch every movement of Dicks fingers.
 shall show him big dark tls first " his words scarcely reached us through the noise of the fall" l should never land such whopper on a small hook. V He seemed an age affiNing that fly and en wetting it. As he lengthens his line ou, yard ei more each cast, aud the black wings and silver body float nearer and nearer to the spo. where the great fish rose, our eNcitem ent reaches almost 10 bursting point, and llttle Bella has to be held down by force. There, 1t must have been fisat over his nose that time almost wonder that Dick has the courage 10 go on working his fly at al. Bat no ripple breaks the suffice. Ills majesty sazes uamoved upon ne D ack and silver. Two or three more throws and Dick reels up bis hne
 "Try hun with small o1k Scott now" Captain Croft, caught by the DIG. vailing excitement, speaks in a solemn whisper.
 All right Throw me one over Again the wetting process had 10 be goue through and again seems more end less than before.
 At last the brilliant-hued lock Scot, " is almost over the big fish. Dick bal ances himself carefully ior the Iex, cast The rod curves bac<, swings forward and the ry, delivered straight aud freely, drops gently on to the water a couple of yards above the salmon. Hardly has the line sunk an inch below the surface before there is heaving boil and swirl of water as the great fish bounds to the surface. There IS not one ot us girls who would not al this luncture have thrown the rod down with a shrek.
 In a moment Jack has struck. His rod is hoop; the line fllshes through the water the whlrllng reel makes music in our ears.
 "Down to the bottom of the pool, and drive him back if he make for the rapid '' We obey Dick like children, excep, Ethel, who stands beside him and views the struggle. so to say, from the grand stand.
 The first rush is straight toward the dangerous rapid, but a strenuous splash ing from US drives the fish back in time
 By love, that was near shave though, and Dick wipes his forehead hastily. Both D.ck and Captain Ctoft afierward declared that they had never seen fish show such sport as this one cid. One grand rush after another seems to leave hlm as fresh as ever. He Is across the pool. down the pool, under the white water at the top, and almost undcr Dlck's feet all in moment. Again and again he hurls himseif into the ar, and his grea. sllvery side almost dszzles our eyes with its glitter
 Little Bella positively criei with excite meut, and one or two of Us would fam do likewise.
 have hats,range feeling anglers have often described 10 ne, winch makes the Dui GtD iCatNI Oi tiiC lIJiiltHk IlDN OUt past and future. The fate of the universe seems to hang on this one fish |; he IS once landed, feel tha. the struggle of life will be over
 For ,hirly eight minutes does that fish keep us palpitating round that pool then he begins to tire. His rushes re shorter and shorter. Dick ls getting hlm Tn hand.
 One last effort fer ire edom. however, ne makes, in spite Of shower of stones from us, and the strain put upon him by six teen feet of green-heart, that gallant fish struggles into the head of the rapid
 Dick comes running down the bank, losing line even then, for the current of the narrows IS furious
 Through she neck al the bottom of the pool flashes he salmon lightning. The sight of boulders and broken water re- news his courage. Dicks course down stream IS arrested by big rock bis line is run out to the last ward This nrinre