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Lethbridge Herald (Newspaper) - August 2, 1918, Lethbridge, Alberta VOXT BbouM real tht; story.. lly a fiahlDg tale i& deep wateri lor most people to wade througU: but this one deals with dry land, mountains and ripples. So you see It Is different from the ordinary tale where the young hero goes forth with a tencent outfit and catches the giant trout of the deep still pool for whom anglers from all parts ol the world bad cast In profane vain. It Is all - right to tell about lying on 'one's' . stomach > with the face against the .water, : watching the flies to leara w^at kind the ti;out were eating.. It la all right to then walk to the Ashing outat, Bit down and bring forth an JnexhauBtlble supply of flies from which one selects the very duplicate � of the Insect the trout liiio at that ipartlcular Instant.' And It is fine to tell how the angler cast his delicate lure on the end of his Bilken tUreud, dropping It lightly as a skimming Insect on the very swirl of water where. the big trout lay hungrily waiting. Then the whir of the reel and the tkree-hour fight, ending In the thrill t victory which comes-wben a well-vaDipulated landing net enmeshes itbe exhausted fish. . -; It makes J good; stuff; but many ilshe'nnen know more of broken leads, pagged T^hooks and sn/ippy little; lght-oun Ifihed that he did not wiggle an Jnob of his twelve-pound body until he felt himself on the grass above the gravel bar. But those days were over and one did not catch any more big fish. Eventually I reached Banff, and was told to fish either up the Spray or up the Bow. They added that th� waters were rising and fish would not be hungry, but again I might succeed. 'With weapons rigged I went up the Bow to a promising place 'I was told about. It had deep water with big eddies and a nice back-drift, a few big rocks, and a submerged ledge Juat below tlie feeding rapids above the pool. Fine. Feverishly and eagerly I cast. Then steadily and doggedly. Then slowly and sullenly. Then, glory! The lino went out. I had a nine inch lish. Much cheered I went on casting. The sun went down, the sky began to darken, the mountains stood black against the dimming azure. I flagged In my of-torlo. 1 sat on a log and let the line drag. B-z-z-z went tlie reel. A fish llaah'cd in the rapids. Having a now landing net I was very anxious to try it. It was the kind that fastens to a hook on a boU 'and comes off with the flick of a band whenever noccHsary. I had no book and had buttoned It on my sospcades button, Having passed ttrreagh much brush on my way to the pool I knew the not was going to require care In getting ready for uae. Having hook, cd a flsh I very calmly bethought'my. self first of how to land him; so I plucked the net, and the button came, to the conBterriatlon of my suspen. ders. Now my flBh gave the one pound pull and the two pound bite all right. He also was there with the scheduled weight of rush. TbioKs looked good for him to keep up the Hrat scale, too, out when it came to the five pound bend-the gut broke and I went home to the hotel. Next morning with ,tb� brl|ht aa� Hgbt Just tipping the eastern slopes of Mount-Rundlo and lesser peaks. I iWent alone up river. Hero and thero and everywhere I dropped the scduc-tlve fly In the rlslue glacial flood With no results. "Darn," I remarked. My lino fell Black . and uncared fox Into ^^wlft water and I looked up tb* rlvfr tor 8omo better seeming point. "Bang!" Something hit my rod like an express train, and liko an express train tho  Ilk ran out and out. Aghast I stood and merely checked. Something was on. Out went tho line, straight across the swift water; then I saw a largo black streak break far eut In tho edge of white water. Once, twice, three times the fiah took tho air, and tho reel kept singing all the tima. Ho sounded, he rushed, he drove upstream and then zlg-zagged down. Again and.again ho broke, two foot clear of tho current. Forty yards of line was out and 1 had but five left, CO I hopelessly chocked tight, deciding that If he was going to break my lead It was no use worrying. But lead, rod, Mno and hook held, and the fish swung down on the surface, mouth open and gasping, Thero brush all around, and no space to either work up or down. The ful! sweep of tho river raced by with! no restful eddies. MoreJiopelessly still. I reeled in, his troutship putting up Irequent but lessening flurries. Pin-; ally he was close and I tried the nevr landing net. Praise be to cord and rod and hook and gut tho net work� od! As the lino slackened tho hooU dropped out,'but there was the fish;' throe pounds of sparkling, spottedi cutthroat trout, twenty-throe inched \ long. . , Thero was no moro fishing, 1 went homo .Batlafled. The gentle ruudet win note that even, this story ends In tho usual way. with tbo big flsh safely nottod. . Z. V. K,-i a ;