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TWEDDELL. Very little. The streams are too 

 rapid there to afford much harbour for pike, or ged, 

 as they are frequently called in Dumfriesshire. 

 They are, however, caught in several streams in the 

 lower part of the county about Dumfries ; and I 

 have known them frequently taken in lochs with 

 night-lines ; but trolling is not much practised in 

 Scotland. I think I shall be tempted to try it in 

 the Lochar, as I return home. It contains plenty 

 of fine pike, but anglers there seldom try to catch 

 them except with night-lines. 



FISHER. We will now basket the pikes, if you 

 please. Mr. Simpson, you are a regular bottle- 

 stopper a perfect cork, pass the wine ; and, 

 Tweddell, wet your whistle, and give us a song. 

 I wish I had brought my pipes to London with me. 

 How the fish would have pricked up their ears, I 

 was going to say "vagged their little tails" to 

 a merry lilt on the union pipes, played from a 

 punt on the Thames or the Lea ; while the per- 

 former had a cigar in his mouth, his eye on the 

 float, and his foot on his rod. Why, this would 

 almost equal the performance of the travelling 

 musician who plays on six intrumeuts at once, or 

 that of the notable servant-girl who could 

 " Whistle and knit, 

 And carry the kit, 

 And hameward drive the kye." 



But I hear, by your hum, that you are in voice and 

 ready. Come, lay your cigar down, and off at score. 



