CHAPTER II 



DOWN THE DALES FROM BERESFORD AND THE 

 FISHING HOUSE TO THE STEPPING-STONES, 

 AND FAREWELL ! 



*' And some delight it is the while, 



Though nature now does weep in rain, 

 To think that I have seen her smile, 

 And haply may I do again" 



CHARLES COTTON. 



Tuesday^ October ^th. 



HAVE now been here a week, 

 and during the whole of the time 

 the weather has been abominable 

 as bad for fishing as it could 

 be the wind always blowing down stream, 

 howling round rocky corners, and more fre- 

 quently than not accompanied by scudding 

 showers ; really fishing has been a farce ; but 

 we murmur not ! 



By way of diversifying our incessant labours 

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