A FISHERMAN One day during the hunt, I approached the bank of the river and noticed many very large fish with red backs, as though filled with blood.

They were swimming on the surface enjoying the rays of the sun.

When the river was entirely free from ice, these fish appeared in enormous quantities.

Soon I realized that they were working up-stream for the spawning season in the smaller rivers.

I thought to use a plundering method of catching, forbidden by the law of all countries; but all the lawyers and legislators should be lenient to one who lives in a den under the roots of a fallen tree and dares to break their rational laws.
Gathering many thin birch and aspen trees I built in the bed of the stream a weir which the fish could not pass and soon I found them trying to jump over it.