The reservoir had been made by the simple process of backing up the water over a large mountain valley.

You could look across the lake and see Mount Lassen as plain as the nose on your face, the peanut butcher declared relishfully.

And the trout in that artificial lake passed all belief.
Every time the boy passed, he stopped for a few remarks.

Pound by pound the trout in Lake Almanor grew larger.

Sentence by sentence Jack learned much that was useful, a little that was needful.