182 THE RIVER CONWAY. 



in a day, and that occasionally, say once or twice 

 a week, is, however, looked on as great success. 

 My notion, however, is, that this river might be 

 much improved as an angling river, with a little 

 more care and watching. It abounds in all the 

 locales in which salmon delight — plenty of deep 

 quiet pools intermingled with numerous gentle 

 streams, plenty of rocky rapids and deeps, plenty 

 of small falls above, plenty of gravelly shallows, as 

 spawning ground, and not a single noxious mill- 

 stream or manufactory near it. And, from this 

 constant variety in its character, it constitutes, 

 perhaps, one of the best schools for beginners in 

 the noble art of salmon fishing. But here comes 

 a good old soldier, who escaped the carnage of 

 the American war. (Enter the Keeper.) Well, 

 Keeper, what news this morning ? Any thing 

 done below ? 



Keeper. — Eh ! Gentlemen, I am glad to see 

 you have caught a " grand saumon." Mr. 

 Llewellyn has taken only two morts. Your 

 friend Antiquarius bid me convey this letter to you. 



Theoph. — What is this ? Most a propos. — 

 {Reads.) — " Bettws y Coed. My dear Theoph- 

 ilus, — According to promise I send you the 

 enclosed, my observations about par. Your's 

 ever, Antiquarius." Something most excellent, 

 I warrant you. He has studied the subject, as 

 well as the time of their delivery, it would seem ! 

 Let us read them. (Reads.) 



