60 THE SCIENCE OF DRY FLY FISHING. 



for the impulse which is to send him, despite all dangers, 

 jigg m g U P towards the surface to loosen the wings which 

 are fretting within his mask. 



Do you see that deep hole, right up stream, where the 

 water glides smoothly by that sun-smitten rock ? Well, I am 

 certain that there is at least one trout in its shade, and, 

 therefore, I am going to throw my fly on the rock and then 

 slowly pull it until it drops off into the deep water. 

 Watch ! There, I have made no splash, and my fly has 

 alighted just on the edge of the rock and well in sight of any 

 fish which may be lurking in the cool and delightful depths 

 below. See, I pull it gently, and it slides down the rock, and 

 tumbles into the water and floats beautifully down stream. A 

 little ring spreads out, and dies away. Ah, what a rise, but I 

 have him ! See how he bores down, he has some retreat, 

 possibly a hole at the base of the rock, but out he has to 

 come, and, finally, go into my creel. Now, as the next two 

 or three hours' fishing will be poor, I must be getting home ; 

 take the rod, therefore, fish the rise if you see one, as also all 

 the places in which you think it is possible fish may be lying ; 

 keep well out of sight and go gently with my rod, and " Good 

 luck and a taut line to you ! " 



