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I recompensed for the change in question. 

 Though a few came short, and I missed them, 

 I had no notion of the number and size of the 

 trout, so many, many beauties began to accumu- 

 late in my basket. The rain commenced in 

 earnest, and yet for some little time, till the 

 water became quite discoloured, my butchery, 

 for I could call it by no better name, continued 

 unabated. 



Reeking with wet from all sides, and smothered 

 well-nigh with the close atmosphere ; it was 

 quite a relief to desist from sport (so called), 

 and remove the burthen from my shoulders. 



When I arrived at the old lady's house, I 

 asked the servant for a large dish. And a 

 large dish, as she thought, she brought! But 

 no, a much larger one, I told her, I wanted ; 

 in fact, the largest she had in the house. 



It was amusing to watch the countenance of 

 the domestic, when trout after trout, all dripping 

 with wet, and glorious to look at, dropped from 

 the basket. At length, after the last fish had 



