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raiment, and was in a very short time off to 

 the river again, for he discovered that in his 

 haste he had somewhere lost his waterproof cape. 

 He found it awaiting him, hanging on a bush, 

 and he returned home a happy man, not a bit 

 the worse for his many mishaps. 



Wednesday, October 8th. The only fine day 

 I have had since I came to Dove Dale, and 

 I am glad to be able to report it. My fishing 

 only resulted in a fine trout, which, in obedience 

 to inexorable law, I put back. 



Thursday, October gth. The very worst day 

 of all incessant rain all day without cessation. 

 We fished through it all. Result : two small 

 grayling ; the Master still vexed by the persis- 

 tent trout, of which he caught several and threw 

 them back. He also brought home a brace of 

 fine grayling. 



Friday, October loth. My last fishing day, 

 and a woeful wet one it was. The editor of 

 " The Fishing Gazette," for some purposes of 

 his own, asked me to send him a Dove grayling 

 of a pound or upwards. I tried all I could to 

 get one, but failed to catch one big enough. 

 Our good Master came to the rescue. He 

 hurried off down to the river, and soon returned 



