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May 18

A dirty ragamuffin on the river’s bank held up a tin can to me with the softly persuasive words⁠—

“ ’Ere, Mister, bait.”

“What are you going to do with it?”

“Fish.”

“What for?”

“Salmon.”

We have all tried to catch salmon with a bent pin. No matter though if no salmon be caught. Richard Jefferies said, “If there be no immortality still we shall have had the glory of that thought.”