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into the pool upon the right hand, and Mowed across 

 to the left ; then, turned by the rock-bound margin, it 

 sped away at a right angle and quitted the pool at 

 the lower end, having traversed three-fourths of its 

 circumference. 



I waded out a couple of yards, and seated myself 

 upon a sloping, crested boulder, and, by ramming my 

 heels into a couple of indentations upon the surface, 

 kept myself from sliding into the water six feet below. 



I had not left England provided for this class of 

 sport, and had to make the best of a lot of old flies 

 which I found in an almost discarded book. They were 

 mostly quite rotten, but with them I either lost or 

 landed a trout at nearly every cast ; in fact, it took 

 me longer to rearrange my tackle than to hook the fish. 



I sent the lad who accompanied me to fetch my 

 companion from the pool above, and together we killed 

 51 trout weighing about 21 lbs. (they being of from 

 3 lb. to 4 lb. in weight), and after about an hour and 

 a half of this fun, we retraced our steps to the inn. 

 I do not know how many pools of a similar description 

 there may be below, but I should imagine there are 

 a few, judging from the height we were above the 

 little river below. 



We killed most of the trout with flies of lake-size, 

 dressed with red body and tinsel rib, with wings of 



