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out benignly, the sunset gilding the sky, is it any 

 wonder that Piscator, having unhooked his fish, 

 and gently, proudly placed it in his creel, and at 

 the moment realizing that the tobacco in his pipe 

 has a pleasant flavour, does greatly enjoy the 

 harvest of the quiet eye, and that the sight of a 

 like landscape, some similar surroundings many 

 miles away, maybe overseas, causes the old scene 

 vividly to be re-pictured ? 



An angler, arrived abroad when young, may 

 sometimes seek deliberately to see, in the new 

 scenery, features reminding him of home an 

 endeavour which, if unaccompanied by morbidity, 

 and if there is no likelihood of too much living 

 in the past, is happily loyal. When I was trout 

 fishing in Natal, in the meadow-land of the 

 Umgeni river, a scene of hay-harvesting called to 

 mind the old familiar sight of the English hay- 

 field, though, of course, the presence of coloured 

 labour made me quickly realize that I was in 

 another clime. A valley in East Griqualand is in 

 a measure suggestive of the Blackmore country ; 

 hence its name, Lorna Doone glen. At Alexandria 

 is a massive bridge with arches over a waterway 

 near Gabbarri ; something about it awakened a 

 clear mental picture of the bridge at Dulverton, 

 observed and taken-in on a six-days' leave. In 

 the Sudan the sight of a small boat suddenly 

 brought to mini! a magazine illustration of panama- 

 hatted " Red Spinner" in a punt, roach fishing 

 in a bulrush-fringed river. This illustration had 

 been seen abroad, was greatly enjoyed at the 



