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For he knew very well it was hard to obtain, 

 Respected he lived, moderation his plan, 

 Altogether we scarcely shall see such a man, 

 For he was indeed a true Angler. 

 For he was indeed, &c. 



The largest Trout I ever killed, T took in the Lea, 

 at Waltham Abbey, 20th May, 1821, by spinning the 

 Minnow, this was also the first Trout I ever saw ; the 

 circumstances attendant upon killing this fish was very 

 remarkable ; I was taking some refreshment in one of 

 the cottages near the Armoury Mills, from the back of 

 which the Tumbling Bay could be distinctly seen, and 

 proceeding to adjust my tackle, which being comple- 

 ted, I baited with a fine white Minnow, on moderate 

 thick gut, and five No. 9 hooks; I never spun a 

 Minnow before. 



"When ready, I said to the cottager that a Trout 

 was waiting for me in the Bay that length, putting 

 my right arm out, and my left on the seam of my coat 

 on the shoulder. I was laughed at, and laughed my- 

 self, but set out with a light heart, though certainly not 

 expecting what followed; 100 yards brought me to 

 the side of the Pool I cast my bait in, and was highly 

 pleased with the manner of its playing. Some one 

 being closer than I considered proper, I said in a 

 joke, keep back, you'll frighten the fish. The se- 

 cond throw I hooked a Trout, which proved just the 

 length, to half an inch, 1 had pointed out on my arm. 



