Simon is a west-coast Canadian Indian--which, happily, one gathers only from the pictures and by inference. Another pleasant difference from the norm is the fate of the coveted salmon that finally lands, thanks to a passing eagle, in a clam hole, now filled with water, at Simon's feet. In time-honored fashion Simon yearns, now, to return the big silvery salmon to the sea; but it's ""too big and heavy and slippery for him to pick up"" (though the pictures, unfortunately, don't really show it so). So Simon digs ""a channel for the salmon to swim down to the sea""--and the sight of that salmon entering the channel (to the words ""Cold sea water flowed into it"") and proceeding toward the sunset and the red-streaked sea is one that few youngsters (or adults) will soon forget. The text, though slightly wordy, has some resonant lines too--making this altogether one of those almost-ordinary books that unobtrusively gets under the skin.