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who was pleased to place himself under my tuition therein. 

 It was aboul the only Haw in his otherwise estimable character. 

 Still, you will admit, it was a very serious flaw. However, 

 it has Keen effectively remedied now, so we will say no mure 

 about it. "Caught Salmon?" I began. "No," said he. "Nor 

 Trout ?" No," said he, "never threw a fly in my life, but I fancy 

 I've got it in my bones.'' He was right He took three or four 

 nice little fish from 1 lb. to 3 lb. each that very morning before 

 breakfast, and after less than half-an-hour I had let him alone 

 as big enough to take care of himself. Between you and me there 

 are some men whom you could nut make fishermen of, even though 



you blOUghl them up by hand on cod liver oil, and weaned them 

 mi nothing but sardines and anchovy paste. Hut we will hope 

 you have "got it in your bones." 



Here we are on the Bawanny, an affluent of the Cavery. We 

 have got into the basket-boat at the top of a large pool from a 

 furlong to half-a-mile long, say 150 yards broad, and from 2 to 

 20 feet deep, with a -rand salmon run rushing in over the rocks, 

 and continuing some way into the pool. Lower down the pool has 

 scarcely any apparent motion except the eddies near the shore ; 

 and the banks are steep and well above the water level, huge forest 

 overhanging the margin of the river. We will begin at the 

 top. and wort down river, for the simple reason that it is hard to 

 work the basket-boat against the stream. This is a deep, strong 

 run, and though just the water for a Mahseer, it is a little too 

 much for the (ainatic Carp. Still, do not neglect it, for I have 

 had big rises even in the heavy water, but try specially the edge 

 of the run, and the eddies and back water between two runs, and 

 the tail of the run where it is losing its force in the deeper water 

 of the pool; try right down till the run merges in still water. Ah, 

 there you are 1 Missed him! He wasn't a bad fish either. Some- 

 how the biggest fish are always those one doesn't hook. 



Never mind. Stay the way of the boat, boatman, and we will 

 try him again, There he is again. Felt him this time didn't you, 

 but couldn't get hold of him? You didn't strike quirk enough; 

 oryou hadn't a straight line and could not strike home enough. 

 But you will find out more of that difficulty when you come to 



fish the stiller water. 



Now that the run is over, try the bank edge. In mo I 



