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Northward-Ho!, Vol. 10: A Weekly Magazine of News; July September, 1914 (Classic Reprint)
Northward-Ho!, Vol. 10: A Weekly Magazine of News; July September, 1914 (Classic Reprint)
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Excerpt from Northward-Ho!, Vol. 10: A Weekly Magazine of News; July September, 1914
Simultaneously, I saw the Old Settler rise and dis appear. fl Vaguely conscious of the incident, I scanned my open book. A single fly on the back page caught and held me - the Jenny Lind - a bit of blue, tipped with gold and crimson! W viola! W' Dropping upon my knees, I detached the lure and noosed it on the leader. With anticipation tingling every fibre, I strung out the line and sought to reach far up beneath the bridge. Failing, I recovered just in time to avoid disaster which also threatened the back cast. Proceeding with more caution, I strove again to make the desired spot, but invariably short or high, right or left, handicapped as I was by position. fl Surely duffer was never more helpless.
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This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.
Simultaneously, I saw the Old Settler rise and dis appear. fl Vaguely conscious of the incident, I scanned my open book. A single fly on the back page caught and held me - the Jenny Lind - a bit of blue, tipped with gold and crimson! W viola! W' Dropping upon my knees, I detached the lure and noosed it on the leader. With anticipation tingling every fibre, I strung out the line and sought to reach far up beneath the bridge. Failing, I recovered just in time to avoid disaster which also threatened the back cast. Proceeding with more caution, I strove again to make the desired spot, but invariably short or high, right or left, handicapped as I was by position. fl Surely duffer was never more helpless.
About the Publisher
Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com
This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.
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