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on these that proves what the fisher is capable of — all 

 the art he possesses, the finest casting, the most delicate 

 tackle, the longest throws are required.* If the cast be 

 clumsy, there is a splash, and all is over — these Wye 

 fish will have none of you. But if the contrary — a 

 stream of silvery light glances, and a thrilling tug that 

 goes to your very marrow is your reward. Then, angler! 

 ply him skilfully, and deal with him tenderly, "as 

 though you loved him." Thus, on and on, refreshing 

 yourself from time to time under one of the fine old oaks 

 that adorn this water side, while the music of the stream 

 soothes you with its sweet melody. If accompanied by a 

 brother angler, all the better ; here you will compare 

 notes touching your experiences, and of " the fish you 

 might have caught." There are some losses and 

 disappointments in life anent which speech is use- 

 less ; but you moralise about the fish nevertheless. 

 Possibly, a snatch of melody will be interposed, your 

 companion taking up the burden ; or queries may be 

 asked concerning the brethren of the angle who passed 

 you during the morning with friendly nod and cheery 

 compliment. Who was the rosy-cheeked angler with 

 slouched hat (covered with casts of flies), rough coat, and 

 superb meerschaum .-' Ah ! he can throw a fly deftly, and 

 'tis said he is a rev. Canon of a Cathedral in a great manu- 



* The very fine pool at the end of the island at the rookery is a most 

 excellent hold for fish. A member of the Association had once a famous 

 catch here, viz. : one small boy. The little fellow had a narrow escape. It was 

 all but over with him, but, fortunately, he was landed, and the joy of the 

 angler when restoring that lad to his widowed mother in the village far 

 surpassed the pleasuie afforded hy even the heaviest creel offish. 



