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cago by the evening train; altogether he was not ac- 

 tually fishing more than four hours, and two hours of 

 this time he wasted in locating the ground. His catch 

 was nine black bass weighing thirty-six pounds, and a 

 finer and more equal-sized lot of fish I have never 

 seen, considering the circumstances of the catch. His 

 bait had dwindled down to four frogs, an imperfect 

 frog bag, during his journey down, having allowed the 

 remainder of a dozen to escape. He carefully econo- 

 mized on his bait, using only the leg of a frog instead 



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of the whole, and with these four frogs he caught the 

 nine bass mentioned. 



George, poor fellow, is now no more; but many were 

 the delightful outings I enjoyed in his company. He 

 fell a victim to his love of salmon fishing, three years 

 ago, when wading a particularly dangerous, precipi- 

 tous-bordered, salmon pool in North Donegal, Ireland. 

 He inadvertently stepped into a deep hole, his waders 

 filled at the waist, and unable to extricate himself he 

 drowned. 



The first time I met George was on the Furnesia dur- 



