64 Rambles with a Fishing-Rod. 



Fischen before the banks became low, and we 

 were enabled to approach the river. Here two 

 very small grayling were taken, and presently 

 another grayling was fast on the little yellow 

 dun, and he gave some spirited sport in the 

 rapid water before he was placed on the stones 

 a fish of three-quarters of a pound. A smaller 

 one managed thanks to the strength of the 

 current to escape ; and no more were stirred 

 till the sun began to sink behind the opposite 

 pine-woods, when, in a pool beneath a rapid, 

 another grayling was raised, and, being well 

 hooked, was landed after showing good sport. 

 This time it was a fish of a pound. 



We had now come to a place where no more 

 progress could be made along the bed of the 

 river, so we hoped by following a woodman's 

 path to find a way round the steep cliffs. It 

 was a picturesque and charming walk, with the 

 pretty peeps of the river below, and the cul- 

 tivated lands and bright villages beyond ; but 

 it was also a very hot and tiresome one, for in 

 the narrowest parts of the pathway a branch 

 would be sure to hinder the passage of rod and 

 line ; and when most careful management of our 

 tackle was needed, the path would be the slip- 



