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Updated: May 3, 2025
I took off the fly from my line, and fastened upon it half a dozen snells with bare hooks, attached a small sinker, and dropped quietly among them. A large fellow worked his way lazily above where the hooks lay on the bottom, eying me, as if laughing at my folly in attempting to deceive him, with fly or bait. I jerked suddenly, and two of the hooks fastened into him near the tail.
Ever and anon we hung poised on their brows; when the furrowed ocean all round looked like a panorama from Chimborazo. A few hours more, and the surges went down. There was a moderate sea, a steady breeze, and a clear, starry sky. Such was the storm that came after our calm. Try the pumps. We dropped the sinker, and found the Parki bleeding at every pore.
"Best fish in the ocean, barring flying-fish," replied the skipper, as, after examining his line, he cut off both hook and leaden sinker and bent on a small-sized pa a native-made bonito hook cut out from a solid piece of pearl-shell.
A stone post, about the length of the casks, and just heavy enough to sink one of them, had been brought down on the bateau. This "sinker," as the young engineers called it, had been weighed, and it exactly conformed to the requirement of Ethan's figures; it was just sufficient to overcome the flotage power of the cask.
"Rod, then," continued Elliott, and started off in the wake of the two girls, but was promptly collared by Rowden. "No, you don't! Fancy a man fishing with a float and sinker when he has a fly rod in his hand! You come along!"
This was refined misery, unheroic and humiliating, as suffering always is when unaccompanied by resignation. A longer time than I knew was consumed in this and repeated efforts to wait for the slackening and renewing storm to pass away. In the intervals of calm I still fished, and even descended to what a sportsman considers incredible baseness: I put a "sinker" on my line.
Next he cut two holes in the ice, which was not very thick at that point, and over these the boys were invited to stand, sticks in hand, lines dangling from the poles. Hardly had Sandy lowered his line which had a bullet flattened around it for a sinker, when he felt it jerk to one side, and almost immediately drew up a three-pound trout.
Kohokumu picked up a squirming, slimy squid, with his teeth bit a chunk of live bait out of it, attached the bait to the hook, and dropped line and sinker overside. The stick floated flat on the surface of the water, and the canoe drifted slowly away.
All this time Teddy had been straining and hugging at the hunter as if determined to crush him, while he, in turn, had taken it very coolly, and now spoke in his gruff bass voice: "Let go!" "Let go! Well now, that's impudint, ye varlet. As if Teddy McFadden would let go hook and line, bob and sinker, whin he had got hold of a sturgeon.
I seen 'em on Grand Street," said Nathan, and Isidore's heart beat high beneath the "sinker" on his breast. When the first transports of joy over the reunion had abated, Isidore explained his presence and his appearance. "My mamma," he began proudly, "she sets by the Principal's side und he says, like that, you should come for see my mamma. She's new."
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