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Of Mr. May-fly's address, by which the above was 

 succeeded, we forbear offering more than a single 

 extract, relative to a certain angling feat vaunted of 

 by him for the truth of which, however, we hold 

 ourselves in nowise responsible. An exploit, similar 

 in some points, was once narrated to us by a gentle- 

 man whose veracity we had every reason to rely on, 

 and singular to say, the same locality was assigned to 

 it which is spoken of by our worthy brother, as having 

 formed the scene of the following adventure. 



MAY-FLY'S PERILOUS ANGLING FEAT. 



" I trust, gentlemen," continued he, after much 

 previous detail, " I trust to your further forbearance 

 for permission to recount another of those singular 

 angling feats which it was my good fortune lately to 

 perform. You are most of you acquainted with the 

 stream connecting Loch Lydoch with Lochs Aich and 

 Eannoch, and are aware that it contains, among in- 

 numerable quantities of small trout, some of a very 

 superior description. While fly-fishing there last 

 summer, and in the act of tossing out a pair of puny 

 individuals, I was surprised by a singular agitation 

 of the water behind them, which was repeated again 

 after a few seconds, farther up the pool. Conceiving 

 this double movement to be occasioned by a large 

 fish in pursuit of food, I immediately substituted for 

 the slender tackle I had hitherto employed, an ordinary 



