74 ON SURREY HILLS. 



As silently as before he then moved on to another 

 place, where the performance was repeated with 

 equal success. 



" I see one of they owlets drop in, one evenin' as 

 I wus looterin' round," said he. " I thought over it 

 fur a spell, an' since then I've found it act most 

 oncommon." 



But luck changes. Marksman had only seen that 

 particular moth fall in, and when his owlets failed him 

 he was at a loss to know what to use next. Worms 

 or live bait the trout in that particular pond refused 

 entirely. Meeting him again on the moor one day, 

 I asked how his fishing was getting on. "Oh," 

 replied he, " I gi'n it up. I thought as I'd found 

 out a way to clear that thear pond, but 'tain't no 

 go arter all. I shell hev to wait till they owlets 

 cums round here agin." 



Marksman," said I, "if I find you a kind of owlet 

 that will catch trout out of that pond, and last you 

 all the season up to running time, will you keep it 

 to yourself?" 



" Now " 



"There, that's all right give me your precious 

 tackle ; you don't leave that at home, I know." 



