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Title: Rudder Grange
Year: 1909 (1900s)
Authors: Stockton, Frank Richard, 1834-1902
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Publisher: New York : Charles Scribner's Sons
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nt a short distance up the creek, and threw myline into a dark, shadowy pool, under some alders,where there certainly should be fish. And, sureenough, in less than a minute I got a splendid bite—not only a bite, but a pull. I knew I had cer-tainly hooked a big fish ! The thing actually tuggedat my line so that I was afraid the pole would break.I did not fear for the line, for that, I knew, was strong.I would have played the fish until he was tired and Icould pull him out without risk to the pole, but I didnot know exactly how the process of playing wasconducted. I was very much excited. Sometimes Igave a jerk and a pull, and then the fish would give ajerk and a pull. Directly I heard some one running toward me, andthen I heard Euphemia cry out: Give him the butt! Give him the butt! Give him what? I exclaimed, without havingtime even to look up at her. The butt! the butt! she cried, almost breath-lessly. I know thats right! I read how EdwardEverett Hale did it in the Adirondacks. 100
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3JO •4-) a > 3 a; a is > O RUDDER GRANGE No, it wasnt Hale at all, said I, as I jumpedabout the bank ; it was Mr. Murray. Well, it was one of those fishing ministers, and Iknow that it caught the fish. I know, I know. I read it, but I dont know howto do it. Perhaps you ought to punch him with it, saidshe. No, no ! I hurriedly replied, I cant do anythinglike that. Im going to try to just pull him out length-wise. You take hold of the pole and go inshore asfar as you can, and Ill try and get hold of the line. Euphemia did as I bade her, and drew the line inso that I could reach it. As soon as I had a firm holdof it, I pulled in, regardless of consequences, andhauled ashore an enormous catfish. Hurrah ! I shouted, here is a prize. Euphemia dropped the pole, and ran to me. AVhat a horrid beast! she exclaimed. Throwit in again. Not at all! said I. This is a splendid fish, if Ican ever get him off the hook. Dont come near him !If he sticks that back-fin into you, it will poison you.

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