Salmon Fishing. 1 1 9 



"Oh! the joys of angling, Oh! the joys of 

 angling !" 



The spolia opima of the Trio, who had left 

 their beds not very long after they had occupied 

 them, despite their extended labours hour after 

 hour, consisted solely of the white trout above- 

 mentioned, and a few small brown ones. 



As their intention was to avenge themselves 

 upon unfortunate me, by exciting my envy at 

 the grand display of the sport they had been 

 revelling in, I must confess my amusement at 

 their discomfiture far exceeded the sincerity of 

 my condolence which, to a certain extent I 

 could not but outwardly express. 



The fact is, that in going down the river, in 

 the very first decent pool below the hotel, I saw 

 a fish quietly sailing on the surface, with his 

 back occasionally visible. And though I threw 

 over him once or twice without effect, the sun far 

 too bright, and not a cloud at hand, I was 

 constrained sorely against my will to leave him 

 alone till my return in the evening. When the 



