Recreations of a Sportsman on the Pacific CoastG.P. Putnam's Sons, 1910 - 399 sider |
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... turning out , or in , as we caught its eye , but rarely changing far from the even tenor of its way . Once , as I stood at the stern , I saw it follow up the line to within ten feet of the boat , a radiant creature in an investment of ...
... turning out , or in , as we caught its eye , but rarely changing far from the even tenor of its way . Once , as I stood at the stern , I saw it follow up the line to within ten feet of the boat , a radiant creature in an investment of ...
Side 16
... turning I would get caught in the trough of the sea , and fiery flames would leap all about and a mellifluous " Gee ! " would come from my small lookout , clinging to the mast lest he be tossed bodily over into the blazing sea , as the ...
... turning I would get caught in the trough of the sea , and fiery flames would leap all about and a mellifluous " Gee ! " would come from my small lookout , clinging to the mast lest he be tossed bodily over into the blazing sea , as the ...
Side 20
... turn was made the dorsal came fully out of the scabbard . It was the consensus of opinion of Pinchot and others who have taken these fishes and tarpon , that the swordfish ( Tetrapturus ) is the superior as a game fish , and of the ...
... turn was made the dorsal came fully out of the scabbard . It was the consensus of opinion of Pinchot and others who have taken these fishes and tarpon , that the swordfish ( Tetrapturus ) is the superior as a game fish , and of the ...
Side 32
... turning to the east to the Williamson River , said by some anglers to be the most beautiful trout stream in the world , and certainly no sane angler will dis- pute it , as it runs down parallel to Anna Creek into the big lake . Its ...
... turning to the east to the Williamson River , said by some anglers to be the most beautiful trout stream in the world , and certainly no sane angler will dis- pute it , as it runs down parallel to Anna Creek into the big lake . Its ...
Side 60
... turning to the child . Clear snow met his With a fierce cry glance ; the bag was gone . he leaped forward , all the instinct of a moun- taineer and woodsman surging to the surface as he dashed about the tree in a circle , eyes straining ...
... turning to the child . Clear snow met his With a fierce cry glance ; the bag was gone . he leaped forward , all the instinct of a moun- taineer and woodsman surging to the surface as he dashed about the tree in a circle , eyes straining ...
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angler angling Avalon bait beautiful blue boat boatman cactus cactus forest California cañon cast catch caught chariot chariot races Clancy coast color crater Crater Lake dashed deep delight doubtless dropped Feather Feather River fifty feet fight fins flying fish friars game fish giant Gifford Pinchot green head hooked horse hundred feet Indians island José Klamath Klamath Falls lake land launch leap light little river look Mazama Mexican Joe miles mission mountains night orcas Pinchot play pounds race rainbow rainbow trout range reached region Rio Yaqui rising rush salmon San Clemente seemed seen shark shore side Sierra Nevada skiff slopes slowly snow splendid sport stopped story strange strike surface swordfish thousand tints to-day took towed trail trees trout stream Tuna Tuna Club twenty valley vineyard whale Williamson River Wimawita wind yellow yellowtail
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Side 139 - Indeed, my good scholar, we may say of angling, as Dr. Boteler said of strawberries, " Doubtless God could have made a better berry, but doubtless God never did :" and so, if I might be judge, " God never did make a more calm, quiet, innocent recreation, than angling.
Side 22 - ... which broke their waves, and turned them into foam : and sometimes I beguiled time by viewing the harmless lambs, some leaping securely in the cool shade, whilst others sported themselves in the cheerful sun ; and saw others craving comfort from the swollen udders of their bleating dams. As I...
Side 22 - I was last this way a-fishing ; and the birds in the adjoining grove seemed to have a friendly 149 contention with an echo, whose dead voice seemed to live in a hollow tree, near to the brow of that primrose hill. There I sat, viewing the silver streams glide silently towards their centre, the tempestuous sea ; yet sometimes...
Side 23 - Twas a handsome milk-maid that had not yet attained so much age and wisdom as to load her mind with any fears of many things that will never be, as too many men too often do; but she cast away all care and sung like a nightingale. Her voice was good, and the ditty fitted for it: it was that smooth song which was made by Kit Marlow now at least fifty years ago. And the milk-maid's mother sung an answer to it which was made by Sir Walter Raleigh in his younger days.
Side 184 - I have compylyd it in a greter uolume, of dyuerse bokys concernynge to gentyll and noble men, to the entent that the forsayd ydle persones whyche sholde haue but lytyll mesure in the sayd...
Side 184 - And for by cause that this present treatyse sholde not come to the hondys of eche ydle persone whyche wolde desire it, yf it were...
Side 22 - ... there I sat viewing the silver streams glide silently towards their centre, the tempestuous sea ; yet sometimes opposed by rugged roots, and pebble stones, which broke their waves, and turned them into foam ; and sometimes I beguiled time by viewing the harmless lambs, some leaping securely in the cool shade, whilst others sported themselves in the cheerful sun ; and saw others craving comfort from the swollen udders of their bleating dams.
Side 36 - I seek the great lake in the top of the mountain to bathe in its limpid waters," he answered. "There would I also go and share your perils." "'tis well," answered Wimawita, "and I will reward your faith in me." Tsileu, inwardly raging, cast a look of hate upon them and sped northward through the land of the Klamaths. The next day Wimawita and Tculucul journeyed up the river. They came to a large lake and after some distance this gradually narrowed to a small but rapid stream. After a course of some...
Side 44 - And he quench'd his thirst with two quarts of the first, To a pint of the latter, daily; Singing, "Oh, that a Dutchman's Draught could be As deep as the rolling Zuyder-Zee!
Side 23 - I left this place, and entered into the next field, a second pleasure entertained me' 'twas a handsome milkmaid that had not yet attained so much age and wisdom as to load her mind with any fears of many things that will never be, as too many men too often do; but she cast away all care, and sung like a nightingale.