Salmon Fishing. 



CHAPTER I. 



lOULD we were born without livers !" 

 said a young Artillery officer to 

 me, who had lately returned from 

 India, as little like his former self, as the sere 

 yellow fragment, the Autumnal blast strips from 

 the parent stem, is like the bright green leaf of 

 early Spring. 



Alas, when this indispensable functionary (if 

 I may use such a term) of the human frame 

 requires to be roused into healthy activity, 

 no wonder life loses its wonted interest, and 

 gloomy presentiments of evil come crowding 

 upon the mind. 



