Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1891-01-24

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his leap against the weir and landed on the foot
plank with jar that shook the board was
| standing on, l would fain have claimed him for
my own capture.
THE F1Rsr SALMON.
Portland had no rod. He held the gaff and
the whisky. California shifted up stream and
down stream, across the racing water, chose his
ground and let the gaudy fly drop in the tail of
rifle was getting my rod together when 1
heard the joyous shrek of the reel and the
yells Of California and three feet of living sill
Yer leaped into the air far across the water.
The forces were engaged. The salmon tore up
stream, the tense line cutting the water like q
tide rip behind him. and the light bamboo
bowed to breaking. What happened thereafter
l cannot tell. California swore and prayed and
Portland shouted advice, and did all three for
what appeared to be half day, but WINS in
reality little over quarter OF an hour, and
sullenly our fish came home with spurts of tenn
per, dashes head on and sarabands in the nir,
but home to the bank came he and the remcrse-
less reel gathered up the thread of his life inch
by inch. We landed him in a little bay and the
spring weight in his gorgeous gills checked at
III pounds. Eleven and one-half pounds of
fighting salInon We danced a war dance on
the pebbles, and California caught me round
the waist in hing that went near to breaking
my ribs while he shouted; Partner. Part
mgr lib Is glory NOW, you catcn your nsn !!
Iwenty-four years I've waited for this!
KIPLING's FIRST CAST.
went into that icv cold river and ,r.da INV
cost inst oho,o ,ho q. .,,a.rh-..
. H. "a - N'oNeI
oiue anu piack wafer snake win coral
mouth who coiled herself on stone and Kissed
maledictions. The next cast-ah, the pride of
II, the regal spiendor OF it. the thrill that ran
down from finger tip to toe /! Then the water
boiled He broke for the fly and got it. There
he wanted when he iumped not once bmt
twenty times. before the upstream fight that
ran my line out to the last half dozen turns,
rnu raw the nickeled reeiDar glitter under the
L.. .. ..,6 So T eois. ~! .huhiD was oarne1
~nen s'. I:,, 10 stopper the hne, put
~ ho. ieei i. tii i'e!, Ior my soui was OUT IN
no ,ooL -, "St pimys 40. nm IN W urn ere
Loord AZ TLa,noa IL ~. PtaIl war
Az, ~, o. opmeu ouch: 'ne pu.t OF tne roo
, al my rev mp pohe ann the toP yolhs dlPping
na,.o os.o a "eePihs Mhiow ne turheu ana ac-
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IueSuon wHotner inc s'eaitny thets OF me rom
On, ~ oi So: a1n VINO Knows eAacuy "hat
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ti ;i,n any osa vic.3ry wi'nn human
booIg LIN ,os ma nsn ne ran az me
u.t on anu ieaR sn asaiiss !he hne, put the
rI 6aso no ~ Pelrs VI myers III tnat nour.
rn,S LIN ar. 'ne pine frees uahcea diHchy
rceIed fnr borrs os d 1h 1 G is ior
co,;n ,ol ~ LIE anu AZ me enc Oh tne reelihg
=; W Sse MIN the outt WINE ne suiked
n pcui' A. o"liorllhl was lur'her up the reach,
amu WIN ; .e corner OF my eye could see nm
Sa'6 ri'i iphS oay.S anu huch sAui linen
o sar ;. ald my hsn proke Ior the weir IN the
SnI;s .ns'"l'' ano uC"h the reach we came,
.la l.. ..hu 1, ieei answering reel even as
Tue morning stars sing togetner.
AT WORK IN EARNEST.
The first wild enthusiasm OF capture had died
awav. We were both az NJ nj, nov, =, Ill,
o.-,'.,. A., -. A.. -. nv" -, go. ~
earnest 10 prevent 'he lines 1ouilng TO stall on
a downstream rush for shaggy water just above
the weir and at the same time to get the fish
into the shallow bay down stream that gave the
pest PI"cus"ple iahoihg fortland bade us
tate tho rod ~, nv honds ,.a,,,9 nt, W
have died among the pebbles than surrender
my right to play and land salmon, weight
unknown. with an elght-ounce rod. heard
oanIorhia az my ear. IL seemed, gasplng, "He's
hghter from flShtersvllie sure, as his fish
I mH Iresm break across the stream. saw
fortiand ran OH log fence, break the over
hanging BANK ana CHATTER down to the pebbles.
ni saiiu anu lihuihS net, ana dropped on a
log TO rest 10Y moment As drew breath the
weary hands siacKened their hold and forgot
70 give MN the butt; Wild scutter In the
water. a plunge and break for the head waters
OF the Siackamas was my reward, and the
weary toll OF reeing In with one eye under the
water ana tne otner on the top joint OF the rod
was renewed Worst OF all, was blocking
Caiifornia path to the little landing bay afore-
said ana ne mad to halt and tire his prize where
he was. The father Of all the salmon!' he
shouted. FOR the love OF heaven get your
trout 10 pahK Johnny Bull! But could do
no more. Even the insult failed to move me.
The rest OF the game was with the salmon. He
suffered himself to be drawn, skipping with
ucDBn1 at getting to the haven where
l would ram bring him. Yet no sooner did he
feel shoal water under his ponderous belly than
ne backed like torpedo boat and the snarl of
49, ~ ~ .; w LII ... my iaoor was III YAM. "A
dozen times at least this happened ere the line
limited ne had given up that battle and would
~ " ""' '""0"'
:. LANDED AT LADr'
no 'ahuins ns' was useless Ior one OF MS
sAe' anu wouiu ho' nave MN ganed. lstepped
into the Swallows and heaved him out with
a respectful hand under the gill, for which
kindness he battered me about the legs with
his TAIL and l felt the strength of him and was
proud. California had taken my place in the
shadows. his fish hard held. l was up the bank
lying full length on the sweet-scented grass and
gaspin2 in company with my first salmon
caught, played and landed on an eight-ounce
rod. My hands were cut and bleeding, was
dripping with sweat, spangled like harlequin
with scales, water from my waist down. nose
peeled by the sun, but utterly, supremacy and
consummately happy. He, the beauty, the
darling. the daisy, my Salmon Bahadur,
weighed twelve pounds, and l had been seven