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large fish was attached, struggling violently. I ran hastily and snatched the rod out of his hand, for I feared the weight of the fish might pull him into the water. I played the fish, and then drew him gently along into a shallow, from which he could not escape, and thus we caught him. He was a salmon, and must have weighed not less than fifteen pounds, so that the capture was magnificent.
' You have worked hard,' I said to Ernest, ' and you had better wipe the perspiration from your face, and keep quiet for a short time before you go into the water.'
' It was fortunate,' he remarked, ' that I thought of bringing my fishing-rod.'
' Certainly it was. But how did you see this large fish, and what made you think you could catch it ?'
' I had noticed,' said Ernest,' the fish about here, and that made me think of bringing the rod with me. On my way to the salt I saw a lot of little crabs near the water's edge. I thought I would try to bait my hook with one of them, but at first I caught only a dozen little fish, which are there in my handkerchief; then I saw that they were chased in the water by big fish, so I baited my hook with one of the little ones ; but the hook was too small, and