LETTER NO. V 



DRIVE ACROSS COUNTRY " THE PEACOCK " AT 

 ROWSLEY HADDON HALL, BUXTON, AND 

 "THE WYE" "THE MANIFOLD." 



" Shepherd. You beat the major ! You micht at 

 baggy mennons, but he could gie ye a stane-wecht, either 

 at trouts or fish. He's just a warld's wunner wi' the 

 s weevil, a warlock wi' the worm, and wi' the flee a 

 feenisher. It's a pure pleesur to see him playin* a 

 pounder wi' a single hair. After the first twa-three 

 rushes are ower, he seems to wile them wi' a charm awa 

 into the side, ontil the gerss or the grevvel, whar they 

 lie in the sunshine as if they were asleep." Noctes 

 Ambrosiaruz. 



ATURDAY, August 2nd, was an 

 off day with me as to angling. 

 The major plied his art alone, 

 and brought home five brace of 

 fine trout. For my part, as I have become 

 so confidential, you may like to know what 



