FOREST TITHES 
that have their habitat where the heron hunts for his 
living are far too numerous. 
As long as the moors remain there never will be 
any lack of trout in the streams, yet even those who 
have the right to fish there do not always get them. 
After all, a shilling's worth of fresh herrings would, 
in my opinion, surpass even a fortunate catch of such 
small fish, and it seems a pity that so many of the 
little spotted beauties should have to go to make an 
ordinary ' fry/ as they term it. However, there is 
no perceptible falling off; others come to take the 
places of those that get caught ; and, happily, many 
who have the privilege of fishing not only do not use 
it much themselves, but they take very good care that 
some who have not that right, yet could very well 
dispose of the fish, or feed themselves and their 
children with it, do not get the chance. When the 
moon shines, our herons do not let much escape their 
sharp eyes and bills. 
Calm and beautiful as the moor farms look in the 
summer and autumn, surrounded also by the loveliest 
woodland scenery in England, in the long winter 
time they look the picture of dreariness ; the snow 
frequently drifts up about them so as to shut them 
out from the rest of the world. In the lanes it is 
shoulder high where it has been blown by the fierce 
