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the glebe till his master's return, and kept his 

 word. 



My friend met me at the door of Garth House, 

 accepted the fish as sufficient apology for my late 

 return, admired it to my heart's content, and ex- 

 pressed his determination (as he had never seen 

 a salmon landed) to accompany me on the next 

 fishing-day. 



On the 13th of September the spring-cart was 

 early at the door. Including charioteer Dame, 

 we were a party of five, to Strawberry Dumple's 

 intense disgust, who firmly held with the doctor, 

 when ordered to swallow a box of his own pills, 

 that " one of us was a dose " up Glenlyon brae. 

 He evidently seemed to think our unwonted 

 weight a bitter pill ; and both he and his master 

 tacitly agreed to walk all the way, unless when 

 we coaxed them into a shambling amble now and 

 then down hill. 



As our friend wore thin shoes, and the walk 

 from the cart to the first pool was damp, we agreed 

 that I should try it alone, and the party drive on 

 and wait for me at the road pool, about a quarter 

 of a mile farther forward. Hitherto I had been 



