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iuul this is the secret ul why its fish have survived tin; ex- 

 cessive netting and trapping which goes on. In the 

 weekly open time a sufficient number of salmon run 

 through into Lough Conn, to replenish the stock, and pro- 

 vide a good head of fish. But what glorious fishing there 

 would be, alike in the river and loughs above, but for this 

 excessive over-netting ! A favourite pool of mine is the 

 " Ash Tree Cast," shown in our second picture, and this is 

 below the nets. Whatever fish j'ou hook here are but just 

 out of the salt water, and you may rely upon meeting foe- 

 men worthy of jour steel. A little lower down-stream is 

 the "Dock Cast," a narrow channel with a very fast cur- 

 lent through it, where a good many fish get of¥, especially 

 the tender-mouthed grilse. On the opposite side of the 

 river the little Bunree stream empties itself into 

 the Moy, and it is a curious fact that the sea- 

 trout all turn off into this stream out of the Moy. 

 There is a shallow bar of rocks extending across the river 

 from the T^unree side over to the dock, and below this 

 shallow bar is the favourite haunt of sea trout. The "boys " 

 fish from this narrow reef when the water is low enough to 

 make it wadeable. Following their example, I had some 

 capital fun with the sea trout, which ran a good size, as did 

 also the brown trout of the Moy. But these latter were 

 remarkably well educated, and, except in the dusk of the 

 evening, I found them shy even of a floating fly. A blue- 

 winged dark olive dun was one of their favoiu'ites, and this 

 pattern the natives called a " wall fly." With regard to 

 Moy salmon flies, the Hearns have produced patterns of 

 their own which have acquired a world-Avide reputation. 

 A^isitors could not do better than trust to the Hearnes for 

 the right fly of the right size. I had a very awkward expe- 

 rience at the gasworks cast, where I hooked a good-sized 

 fish that bolted for one of the arches of the bridge. I was 

 fishing with a very light 14 feet grilse rod, and it was use- 

 less to restrain, or even check, the mad rushes of this mid 

 fish. My boatman was in agonies, but nothing I could saj 

 Avould induce him to drop the boat. That salmon fought 

 his way some distance right through the arch, and then the 



