96 THE BOEDER ANGLER. 



unusual swiftness just where the Till slowly immerges, 

 and gives point to the bit of doggrel 



" Tweed says to Till, 

 What gars ye rin sae still ? 

 Till says to Tweed, 

 Never ye heed ; 



Though ye rin fast and I rin slaw, 

 Where ye droon ae man I droon twa." 



We have a notion that it is the almost overwhelming 

 rapidity of the Chapel stream which induces such a 

 large proportion of windings and even of salmon to 

 turn aside and enter the Till in spring. At the foot 

 of the Chapel-stream there is one of the best salmon- 

 casts in the lower part of the Tweed. 



The stream we have mentioned takes its name from 

 a chapel, once dedicated to St. Cuthbert, now a mere 

 ruin, beautifully seated in the little haugh formed by 

 the angle of the Tweed and Till at their junction. 

 According to the legend, the stone coffin in which St. 

 Cuthbert' s body miraculously floated down the Tweed 

 from Melrose on its way to Lindisfarne, came ashore 

 here, and was preserved for centuries, until some neigh- 

 bouring Goth began to use it for a pig-trough, and 

 finally broke it. It is said we do not know on what 

 kind of authority that such a shell actually existed, 

 and, what is more, was so thin as to float in water. On 

 a precipitous bank overlooking the mingling of the 

 Tweed and Till, stands a huge abortive structure called 

 Tillmouth Castle. It was built, at enormous expense, 

 thirty or forty years ago, by Sir Francis Blake the 

 lineal descendant of England's great Admiral but has 

 never been finished or inhabited. 



The fishing at Tweedmill belongs to the Earl of 



