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in the colour of the water, may, if a shot, find 

 amusement with his gun. 



The river upward on to Ware and Hertford, not 

 being rented or preserved, with the exception of a few 

 places is open to the depredation of the poacher, but 

 the London Angler need not wish to go higher than 

 the Rye, unless he can make interest to fish the 

 preserves of some gentlemen who have private water 

 in that part of the Lea. About Hertford, Ware, and 

 in its way to Bedfordshire, where it rises, there are 

 several tributary streams in which there is good Trout 

 fishing, but get good leave before you attempt to wet 

 a line, or you may get into hot water. 



A FISHING INVITATION. 



A good old Angler, whom many must have noticed, in the 

 neighbourhood of Broxbourne, with a ruddy complexion, short 

 in stature, and generally wearing a rough blue apron, (which gave 

 him the appearance of a fishmonger rather than an Angler,) with 

 a tolerably long rod, was once invited by a friend to angle in his 

 fish pond, which was accepted, from the assurance given that there 

 were plenty of fish therein ; full of hope, our old friend journied 

 to the spot, within a few miles of town ; his host welcomed him 

 kindly, and desired he would put his rod together, while he pre- 

 pared to shew him his grounds and introduce him to the water ; 

 nothing behind in complying with this request, our fisher was 

 soon ready, and so was his friend to accompany him ; they took 

 a circuitous route through the shrubbery, then suddenly stopping 

 at a round pool or pond about 12 feet over, the worthy guide 

 pointed this out as his fish pond, desiring him to commence, and 

 wishing him success ; you may judge ot the disappointment and 

 looks of the Angler, he put out his long rod, which reached 



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