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and Badachro, on a shooting in Ross-shire, Scot- 

 land. In Gal way it did not strike me that there 

 was any difference in the play of the fish from 

 those in Canada; but the three small salmon I 

 took in the rivers of Ross, the biggest being only 

 seven and a half pounds, were as sluggish brutes 

 as I ever saw, all making for the bank at my feet 

 as soon as hooked and burrowing there until they 

 were gaffed. Their conduct was so disgraceful 

 that I could hardly believe the first one was a 

 salmon, and a sea trout of two pounds I took in 

 the Badachro gave more sport than the three 

 of them together. 



