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fifteen miles ; and although we much doubt the correct- 

 ness of their theory, we must admit that in the late spring 

 months the upper waters are not as fully tenanted as 

 one would expect judging from the numbers seen below 

 earlier in the season. 



Upon arrival an angler is pretty sure to stroll up 

 to "the bay;" indeed, the wooded banks, lined with 

 avenues of lofty trees from which an army of squirrels 

 peer upon the intruder, taking good care to keep a solid 

 trunk between them and him, are more than suflficient 

 reward ; and when, upon arriving at the falls, he sees 

 the fish jumping in all directions, it is seldom that he 

 can resist fetching his rod, thinking that surely one 

 among the crowd may be obliging to a stranger. 



Such ideas, backed up by local yarns of the capture 

 of enormous fish, had probably actuated our new friend, 

 for he spent the greater part of the day there, with 

 the usual amount of sport — nil; however, he persevered 

 at various other times, and at length succeeded in 

 landing a fine fish of 18 lb., which he certainly de- 

 served. 



This pool is always highly recommended by the 

 native attendants, who thoroughly appreciate its 

 proximity to the inn and its accompanying " pints." 



At an early hour next morning we started on a five- 

 mile drive to the scene of our previous day's sport; 

 it was the first real spring day of the year, with a light 

 breeze from the north-east, and it was not long before 

 the waders were donned and the three of us started to 



