ON A BUCKINGHAMSHIRE LAKE. Ill 



a " smoke " an impossibility, is disposed to cry 

 "Hold! Enough"; and the shelter of the 

 boathouse, where these creature comforts could 

 be enjoyed in peace, was a welcome change,, 



Upon venturing out again, we found that 

 one of those sudden, and inexplicable, changes 

 to which pikely appetite is liable, had taken 

 place, for fish were now as shy as they had 

 previously been bold, and it was some 

 time before another was taken. 



In the well, now so full that the prisoners 

 were packed like sardines in a tin, sounds of 

 violent commotion could be heard from time 

 to time, and, with startling clatter, the lid- 

 would come flying off, displaced with blows 

 from the tails of the discontented occupants. 

 So the few subsequent fish were weighed and 

 immediately returned to the water. 



Black and threatening clouds had come 

 up; thick driving rain made our position any- 

 thing but pleasant; prospects for further sport 

 seemed to be more than doubtful, if desirable 

 under such conditions; and the punt was- 

 headed for the shore. 



