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rare occasions) it has few attractions. 

 The wet fly on a tumbling mountain 

 brook, on good days and indifferent, 

 will afford fair sport when the other 

 would be utterly out of place. There are 

 many streams in the West where such a 

 thing as a May-fly is seldom seen, even 

 under the most congenial circumstances, 

 and where to float a fly on the orthodox 

 principle would be scarcely possible. 

 The Stone-fly, it is true, comes in for a 

 while, but there are many fishermen who 

 never take advantage of its short visit. 

 Neither can one assert any positive op- 

 inion as to which is the more scientific 

 and more fascinating of the two sports. 

 The dry-fly enthusiast, kneeling to the 

 gods of his art on the banks of a trans- 

 lucent Hampshire chalk stream, is not 

 a more cunning observer, not a more 

 scientific angler, than the man who fishes 

 the rocky moorland streams of Scotland 

 or Wales. That finer fish are taken with 



