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whicli 110 augler dure disregard if lie values either good 

 sport or Lis own reputation. Pat Haggeity was the first 

 to receive the sacremental cup, M-ith wliich this majestic 

 rite over a first fish is performed, and when Pat removed 

 the vessel from his lips, he made a terrible grimace, as if 

 he had taken poison in mistake, and gasping for breath, 

 he exclaimed, " Ahl soiiiebodj^'s been spilin' that wlmsk3y 

 with water !" There was a roar of laughter, but Pat never 

 recovered his good humour again that day, and I have fallen 

 very low in his estimation through my use of water with 

 the wine of the country. After much labour we got the 

 unwieldy cot back into position, and, profiting by past 

 experience, I set up a treble gut casting line, which would 

 admit of holding a fish should he attempt to leave the weir 

 pool, and rush into the wild water of the rapids. TVith 

 the " golden olive " once more dancing in a deep eddy, a 

 huge red fish rose, and immediately I was fast in a thirty 

 pounder at least. For a moment only the fish hesitates 

 about leaving his deep hole, and I hear Mike exclaim, 

 " Murther I the baste ! shure she's a back like our old sow." 

 But I have not time to laugh, for with a terrific rush the 

 " baste " is away down stream and pulKng like a cart horse 

 in the broken waters of the weir race. Fully eighty out of 

 my hundred yards are already ofi^ the reel, and there is 

 no earthly chance of the cot following, otherwise than 

 along the bank, and the getting to shore in such wild water 

 is a slow process. Holding on like grim death, with the 

 rod bent double, I do my level best to turn the big fish, 

 but it is hopeless, and presently the line goes with a bang, 

 and I fall backward, with the rebound of the rod, and lay 

 on the bottom of the boat unhurt, whilst Mike exhausts 

 liis vocabulary upon the lost fish. Winding up, we find 

 that the treble gut has snapped like a pack thread, and 

 we give up as I have no heart to cast another fly to-c!„T. 

 On the next two days I killed a siuc^le salmon each daA", 

 but let us pass them over, in order to tell you with what 

 magnificent sport the week's fishing closed on Saturday, 

 By the kind invitation of a gentleman whose hospitality 

 I have enjoyed upon previous occasions in Ireland, I 



