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"Yes, when he was captured." 



" Because he no, he wasn't, that's a fact. Why 

 was Jeff Davis Oh, let's give it up, Charlie ! " 



" I'm willing." 



" Well, we give it up." 



" That's as far as I have got : I haven't made an 

 answer yet. So far, I think it's pretty good ; don't 

 you?" 



"Y-e-s, r-a-t-h-e-r. Charles, isn't it about time 

 to try the pool?" 



"I was just thinking so, myself. Excuse me, 

 Mrs. Stevens: 'Why was Jeff ?' < Walker '"- 

 and we left the madam to her august reflections. 



The pool, or rather the trout which were sup- 

 posed to be in it, were as lazy as we had been, and 

 refused all endeavors on our part to come to the 

 surface. After a variety of flies Charlie proposed 

 a yeast-cake, thought that might make them rise. 

 I responded by suggesting a volume of " Young's 

 Night Thoughts," thinking that might possibly turn 

 their thoughts upwards : but suggesting and acting 

 were all to no purpose ; like a lazy schoolboy they 

 were determined not to rise, and they didn't. 



It wasn't just pleasant to be obliged to give it up 

 so on the last day, but there was no alternative ; so it 

 was reel up, and leave them to the next comers. I 

 do think, for a moment, that Charlie felt like going 



