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six I had secured a brace of pretty half-pound 

 trout, having had at least seven or eight runs. 

 Whether the trout took shyly, or whether the 

 hooks of the minnow were too small, I should 

 not like to say, though I have a strong opinion 

 that tackle-makers do not dress the Devon 

 minnows with sufficiently large hooks, and are 

 wrong in not placing a triangle near the head, 

 which is the spot which the trout attacks. A 

 hook two or three sizes larger than is usually 

 allowed the fisherman, shows no more than the 

 small-sized ones if a minnow spins well, and 

 will often hook a trout, or hold him if hooked, 

 when the smaller size will only cause disap- 

 pointment. 



Fifth Day. A couple of hours' trolling in 

 the morning produced a couple of trout, one a 

 nice fish of three-quarters of a pound, bright 

 and silvery, with pale-orange fins and a great 

 broad tail, and not a single pink spot. The 

 difference in colour and shape of the trout in 

 the lake is noticeable. Some are dark, and 

 resemble an ordinary lake-trout (Salmo fario) ; 

 others, such as this, might be fresh run from 

 the sea. The latter, so far as I can judge, are 

 small specimens of the great lake-trout (Salmo 

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