The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1893-11-26
ON A NORWEGIAN RIVER.
Playing a Big Salmon for an Hour
and Twenty Minutes.

From the Fishing Gazette,
1t was a scorching day; not n cloud in
the sky, and the river dead low. I started
off down the woodland path that led, with
many a wind and turn, to the CIR Tree
pool. Before me lay the skeleton of a
splendid salmon pool, except at the top,
where strong and very rough stream
rushed among a lot of high boulders The
bottom was clearly visible everywhere,
and one place, which a fortnight before
had been an almost certain find was
literally high and dry. In the center of
the neck of the pool was a certain spot.
very hard indeed to get the fly to dwell
upon, which had often been pointed ont
to me by my attendant, ''Gammel Peter,
as a good cast in low water, but had
never even attempted it,
Having carefully adjusted the favorite
local pattern on to a strong single gut
cast, and struggled into my waders, GIN
gerly proceeded to wend my way along an
extremely slippery ledge of rock. over
which the water ran in swift stream A
very few PAGES in it was as deep as dare
venture, then the water shoaled, and |
finally emerged upon the rock from which
only the cast might be reached. After a
few tries ] managed at last to put the fy
nicely over the bit of dark water: there
it dwelt temptipgly for two or three sec
onds, and, just as / was whisked away by
side stream, ! saw a dark tail show for
an instant among the foam. A heavy fish
that, and we'll worth taking some trouble
over, ] thought, and once more sat down
TO rest him a bit. In ten minutes,
by my watch, the fy was oyer him
again--again the black and fanlike tail,
showed against the white water, and
was fast A horrible grinding of the line.
as against a sharp rock, succeeded. but
only for a brief space, luckily: then the
salmon shot up and into the air with
magnificent leap, and rushed off straight
for ledge of rock on the opposite bank:
but he OVERSIGHT the mark, and landed
there quiet a yard from the water. high
and dry. After a desperate scramble he
managed to "warsel" back into his native
element, and. much to my relief was in
duced by a severe application of the butt
to return to the place whence he came.
evidently he had not appreciated his tenn
porary sojourn on terra hrma. Then ] be-
gan to retrace the perilous way
towards the shore, which after sundry
nasty slips, / reached, with one leg
only Of my waders half full Of water
Getting in again well below my fish
gave him the butt as hard as dared and
succeeded in forcing him out of his place
Of retreat on my side Of the Objectionable
powders. Had he played a forcing game
at TINS period he must have beaten me-
but rs it was | established a funk, sue
cessfully negotiated a rather nasty rapid
and we arrived IN company at the Green
Banks" in whose still deeps I tired him
out. Well was it that / had the folding
gaff with me. AS it was he had been on
for an hour aud twenty minutes before he
lay gasping on the turf beside me, a noble
fish Of 2S59 pounds.
A thick deep-shouldered salmon. but
bit brown. and with a decided hook on
his lower jaw, he looked a powerful
creature, and ] began to wonder il bV any
possible chance he had left his mate be-
hind him in that seethiug caldron out
among the rocks We're that so pity
'twere they should remain ylonver
apart, if l could in any way assist their
reunion. So, fixing up a new cast,
waded out again TO my work. performing
the journey in comfort on my stocking
soles, instead Of, as before, skating bout
on wading brogues. My first efforts met
with no response, although succeeded in
making the fly dwell nicely several times
over the desired spot; but, before giving
up, preparatory TO starting off home /
tried that good old pattern. BLACK
Dose" Az the first time Of asking
fish took it under water. and
sank quietly to the bottom, whore
for some time he kept Tiger
ing in an unpleasant fashion before he