SALMON ANGLING IN IRELAND. 57 



" I land for the master !" 



No wliit affronted, tlie excitable party by this time was about on 

 a new tack. 



' Hark till it !" meaning perhaps the wheel ; '' he's at it agin, as 

 mad as blazes ; hurroo, hurroo! Nicholas mend him." Whether 

 this devout ejaculation had any effect on his wild courses, or whether 

 he was done in the regular way, seems uncertain ; at any rate, it was 

 the last despairing rush, and when he again rose near us, on a short 

 taut line, Willie executed him secwiduvi ariem, with a sidelong glance 

 at his master, which seemed to say, " I've got him this time, though 

 I did make a bungle at CaiTa." 



That there were scores of stouter individuals in the lake cannot 

 be doubted, yet the present one gave lO^lb. on Salter's balance. 



Nor was Fortune yet weary of us, for she gave us another three- 

 and-a-half-pounder, and a small recently-run salmon of 71b. Thus 

 ended our week at Ganison ; five fish and two good lakers were not 

 much to boast of ^may I never do worse. 



The cock shooting in the Marquis of Ely's islands is something 

 marvellous to Saxon minds. The ducks are now building or laying ; 

 household cares probably keep them at home, for we see little of 

 them. In July and August, however, the long strings of babies 

 paddling about after their mammas show there is no fear of the race 

 dying out. 



That stupid almanac says it is Friday, April 7th. My ticket for 

 the Bush commences on the 15th, but do what I will it is impossible 

 to be there on that day. There is Lough Fern for a week ; then two 

 or three days will be lost on the way ; however, we shall reach Deny 

 to-morrow by noon, and crossing Lough Swilly gain Eathmelton 

 before night, and no man can do more. 



Brave old Deny ! seated on your hill, and crowned with your grey 

 cathedral spire, you look like a queen and a very sensible queen, 

 too. There is no nonsense or frivolity about you. You have accepted 

 your position, and feel that even Gosnell and Co. cannot make old 

 men or old cities young or new. Rowland's Kalydor cannot preserve 

 our bloom and smoothness. " The United Semce " will not give to 



