120 TWO DAYS FLY-FISHING 



enable the insect to detach itself from this skin. 

 When the beautiful and delicate formation of the 

 fly is examined, it is difficult to conjecture how the 

 slough can be cast off from such fragile textures. 



After having amused ourselves a short time in 

 watching the movements of these interesting in- 

 sects, we returned towards our inn. In our way 

 there, I will give my reader a short account of my 

 companion, Henry Warner. He was one of the 

 friends of my early youth, and our friendship had 

 remained unimpaired. His good-natured, cheer- 

 ful, and social manners, rendered him a delightful 

 companion, and these were habitual to him. He 

 resided at a small rectory in Suffolk, and there he 

 was perfectly adored by his parishioners, whose 

 welfare he studied, and whose wants he relieved to 

 the utmost extent of his power. His feeling for 

 distress amounted almost to a degree of weakness ; 

 for to his money and his personal exertions, his 

 tears were often added, when a case of misery pre- 

 sented itself to him. His moral character was 

 pure, and his information various and extensive, to 

 which was added a taste for poetry, in which he 

 now and then indulged himself. It was in his own 

 village, however, that he was always seen to the 

 greatest advantage. Here he seemed the friend 

 and guardian of his parishioners, partaking with 

 them in their innocent country amusements, in- 

 structing the ignorant, endeavouring to reclaim the 



