tail. I told him I was leaving for Galway the next 

 morning. He said, " Now, your honour ; I've nothing 

 to give you in remembrance of me but my old gaff, which 

 you must keep for my sake." I thanked him, and 

 packed it up with my rods. The next morning, when 

 seated on the car, about to start for Galway, Pat came up 

 breathless, and said, " Now, your honour ; you forgot to 

 pay me for the gaff." I told the coachman to drive on, 

 as it was all right, and I have the old gaff by me till this 

 day. 



I have killed a few salmon above Galway bridge, but 

 they are too numerous to rise at the fly. I have seen the 

 natives take them with a shrimp or prawn, by letting it 

 go down stream, and, when it stopped, striking hard, and 

 pulling them out, as it were, by the head. This is what I 

 call snatching, but they will not hear of it by that name. 

 The last time I was in Connemara, I spent a few days at 

 Ballynahinch, on the Amacloy river, where I found the 

 fishing first-class both for white trout and salmon ; but 

 it was too expensive to enjoy it long. Pat took me to 

 several delightful pools, and I rose and hooked several 

 good fish, but only landed one of them, a nice active 

 salmon, weighing eight pounds, and some white trout 

 fresh run from the sea. 



I took the car from Ballynahinch, and came on to 

 fish Lough Orib, which name has been altered to " Corib." 

 The total length of this lake is twenty miles, with a 

 breadth averaging from two to ten miles, and a summer 

 level of twenty-eight feet above the sea. It consists of 

 an upper and lower expanse of eight and ten miles in 



