32 FRESH WOODS. 



Park, the scene of Milton's " Comus," to 

 Ludlow, and so 



" by many winding nooks it strays, 

 With willing sport, to the wild ocean." 



Two Gentlemen of Verona. 



Now to my fishing. I set up my tackle in 

 a meadow on the Buckton Park Farm. My 

 leading fly was probably a novelty in this 

 water a small Dun fly with a Red Tag, 

 called by the learned " Yates's Fancy ;" my 

 second was a fly with a bright green body 

 and light wings, called the " Emerald Dun." 

 At my first throw I rose a fish, and this filled 

 me with courage and hope. I threw again 

 in a rippling stream, and allowed my flies to 

 float gently down over the spot where they 

 had before attracted a rise ; and now he 

 comes again ! I gave a firm but quick up- 

 ward movement to the rod, and hooked him. 

 Off he darted up stream till I gradually 

 wound him in ; (my trusty and too enthusiastic 

 young friend Chris, had gone to the Post- 

 office). I had nearly brought him within 

 reach, when the sight of my net gave him a 

 fresh start, and off he went again. I once 

 more hauled him in, and a beautiful grayling 

 swam into my net, with " Yates's Fancy" 

 firmly hooked in his upper lip. This was 

 encouraging. 



