The daily morning journal and courier., 1907-10-03

make the catch of the season. How ever, while I was enviously watching my brother play a grilse my reel ran out at the liveliest kind of a rate. You know there is no drag or clutch on a Nottingham reel, and at once pressed my thumb on the line. It was then I got this. See?" And white scar down the center of the thumb was presented in proof of the friction of a rapidly running out line. "I had no guide or gaff, or anything but just my old rod and line. How l raced up and down that bank, franti- cally reeling in every inch of slack! "All at once the fish stopped. There was no movement just heavy weight and when I pulled steadily in he came on his side in a nice gravelly place stone dead Curious, wasn't it? Jack said I frightened him to death by shouting. But a nice old Norwe- gian farmer, who weighed him for me on his funny steelyards, told me that the hooks of the grapple at the tail of my bait had caught him by the head and that the points had at last reach ed his brain.
 | "IIe was a monster; just four feet two inches long, and he weighed AS bounds They told us no one had ever caught such a fine one in those parts. Jacks biggest fish was 3B pounds and he got him in the Fay River In Scot land the next year after. He has been dying to beat my salmon ever since.
 T shal never forget my first sal mon," said her companion, bright little American woman. Tt was on the Rhine, not very far from Basic and was one of party at perfectly lovely old place there, close to the river One day al the men went off fishing and I took up a handsome lit tie rod I found suspended on hooks on the railing of footbridge over a tiny brook and fished bit with sort | of swivel fly which had bright tin body,
 T got one or two short rises and worked down to the little pool where my stream joined the river. The
 banks were high and I was dangling
 the bait about foot over the water
 before casting when like a flash of
 lightning great fish jumped for it
 and got it. Tn second he was off with the line and as the reel was very
 stiff, because was holding down the drag without knowing it. my roc
 bent dreadfuHy. I shouldn't wonder but I was screaming for I didn't bi
 know what to do. Imagine my sur
 prise, for I imagined myself quit alone when a gruff voice said, If q n lady will me bermeet' and a man I. hands took the rod right away iron me.
 "Of course the drag was release O and the man @ perfect stranger to m let the fish take out whole lot c
 line. Then 1t sulked and the ma
 reeled in bit. He seemed much in
 terested, though perfectly cool an
 muttered, I will now you good lad
 show how the fish to quigly cash an ? gave vicious jerk! Just fancy;
 real wicked jerk!
 "Of course the salmon was ma n He raced off like anything, took ol = al the line, snapped it at the spir
 dle, smashed both top joints an
 went away.
 "The big German stood there wit
 the broken rod outstretched and I al
 positive with his mouth wide ope 27 Then he laid the poor ruined rod ( ce the ground and slowly stamped on "a grinding his teeth like nothing ev, ,n heard before I simply sat down ar Id cried like a baby because l did n a not know enough German to tell tn ;h man what I thought of him. Ne be York Sun.