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Herefords are no longer wanted in the 

 States, and as there is no import duty on 

 breeding cattle, the acute Yankees have re- 

 sorted to exacting a charge of twenty per 

 cent, of the value for the privilege of entering 

 pedigree Herefords in this Herd-book, and 

 without that record American farmers will 

 not buy. 



Hence it is that our farmer is now seeking 

 "fresh woods and pastures new " for his beau- 

 tiful cattle, and I trust he will find them. 



In the evening I felt better, and the old 

 mania revived. I remembered that my in- 

 structor had supplied me with a large black 

 fly for evening fishing, with special directions 

 as to mode of using him on the stream. 

 Armed with this and full of hope, we drove 

 off again to the Teme at six o'clock. This 

 time we commenced at Walford bridge, where 

 we had yesterday left off, and I fished for 

 about two miles up stream under circum- 

 stances as disappointing as before. No 

 longer am I permitted to doubt that it is luck, 

 and not skill, which fills the basket. 



I plied that big black fly with unremitting 

 care and close attention to rules laid down. 

 I placed him jauntily on the water, and suc- 

 culently I drew him under it ; but he had no 

 attraction for trout or grayling not a single 



