48 A YEAR OF LIBERTY ; OR, 



After working steadily for the next five days, sometimes with 

 salmon and trout flies, at other times with the troll, we bagged six more 

 fresh fish and about forty small lake trout. The salmon were of fair 

 average size, from 81b. to 111b., none coming up to our number one. 



A gentleman's first duty is to ask permission. I avoid names, 

 since even those whose whose daily acts to strangers are all kindness 

 might not desire such publicity. I may mention, however, that 

 application to the courteous owners of Newton Manor, Hazlewood, 

 Killery, and Olaveragh House will make the angler a freeman of the 

 lake. My dear friend and countryman, the recipient of such liberality, 

 when yon go home I hope you won't put bad boys in the stocks for 

 looking after your roach and dace. 



At the end of our week we packed up, and drove merrily away for 

 Lough Melvin. Before evening we sat down to dinner in the unpre- 

 tending hospitium of Garrison; watched the sun go down too large 

 and red for our wishes, yet went to bed to dream of fresh triumphs 

 on new fields. 



CHAPTER X. 



Lough Melvin A Week at Garrison What the Drought did Permission 

 Irish FoUowei- Advantages as a Station Head Waters Inhabitants of the 

 Lake The Great Middle Class Trying our Luck De Omnibus Rebus 

 Leaf from an old MS. We cry for Mercy. 



April 3. 

 If a man could ever hope to find Peace in this troublesome world, 

 he might reasonably expect to meet that sweet saint somewhere about 

 Garrison. Preaching night and day, the gentle lake is for ever and 

 for ever giving good advice, mingling with our waking thoughts and 

 slumberous fancies. The mountains are like sober " friends in 

 council," and the islands ought to have at least one hennit, to preach 

 a homily, De solitudine. 



The power to wander over this beautiful world, with free limbs 



