48 By Stream and Sea. 



served up shall cut pink as a salmon and be delicious 

 eating, while the flesh of the other is white and tasteless. 



Here we may put our rods together and stroll in the 

 evening half-lights back to Winton. Ours has been a 

 desultory ramble, as rambles should be. We began with a 

 cathedral, and end with the cooking of trout very like the 

 daily run of mundane affairs indeed. The stroll along 

 Itchen-side has not damaged our appetites ; the hail and 

 wind have imparted to our faces a ruddy glow ; and we have 

 picked up some information which, when the proper moment 

 arrives, will be turned to useful account by at least one 

 individual. 



