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possession), and, providing I exhibited no 

 tendency towards smiting a hooked fish on the 

 nose with the rim, was to put it to legitimate 

 use should occasion arise. 



The Dry Fly Enthusiast remarked that it 

 was a nor' west wind, then turned up the 

 collar of his coat. From the temperature, I 

 should have said that it was east nor' east and 

 remarkably well developed. The next instant I 

 iled precipitately, for, with a hiss, the line ex- 

 tended itself backwards in alarming proximity 

 to my unoffending person. The D.F.E. was 

 getting to work. 



Ordinarily it is a particularly sedate, well- 

 behaved little river; but evil communications 

 with the October gale had corrupted its good, 

 manners, and, instead of placid glides, I gazed 

 upon a riot of waves and a tumult of broken 

 water. My meditations on the possibilities of 

 the Alexandra on such a day are rudely 

 interrupted. 



" Come on with that net ! ' ; 



Thus adjured I come on, to find the 



