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THE ANGLERS SOUVENIR. 



Then we reached the river, and, as it was too hot 

 and bright to fish, the men left the ladies in a cool, 

 sequestered spot to rest themselves, and went down 

 the stream until they came to a place where it was 

 possible to bathe, and, after that most refreshing 

 operation, they rejoined the ladies, and we ate our 

 lunch. Afterwards, Viator, who was no fisherman, 

 elected to stay with the ladies and gather flowers 

 and ferns, while the other two, Piscator and Her- 

 bert, went up-stream and fished the streams turn 

 and turn about. Many clouds had now come over 

 the sky, and the fish were rising more freely. At 

 the first stream Herbert tried, he caught three 

 nice troub, all on the tail-fly ; which was one of his 

 own make, and consisted merely of a dun-coloured 

 hackle, ribbed with yellow silk. 



We were much bothered by the samlets, which 

 took our flies greedily, and it was a nuisance 

 pulling them out only to throw them in again. 

 The river is the 'beau-ideal of a trout stream. 

 Rapid and stream alternate with deep and eddy- 

 ing pools, and there is every variety of lying and 

 feeding ground for the trout. 



All the fish we caught were but of a medium 

 size, except one, and over the taking of that a mis- 

 adventure occurred. While Herbert was wading 

 in mid-stream, a man in a coracle those queer 

 canvas boats used by the Welsh fishermen came 

 floating down the stream, casting his line to right 

 and left, and fishing every yard of the stream, 



