130 Salmon Fishing. 



he dash off again, as fresh as ever, determined 

 not to give in. When the brave little fish was 

 obliged to succumb at last, I saw at once he was 

 not a trout, nor could he have been a grayling ; 

 and after I had weighed him, and pondered over 

 the matter, I put him down as a small salmon, 

 though he was not much more than a pound 

 weight ; I soon found out afterwards that he 

 was a sewin, so called, or strictly speaking a 

 grilse of the bull-trout Salmo-Eriox. We 

 persevered with our rods till we came to 

 Cemmes, and then walked on to Mallwyd, 

 which by the road must be at least ten miles 

 from Machynlleth. 



Though reluctant to leave off fishing, I was 

 by no means so to remove the load from my 

 shoulders. Such a medley did the bag contain, 

 that to one interested in the genus Salmonidse, 

 it would have been a welcome study. Each 

 species, I believe, was represented ; and very 

 lovely did they look when one after the other 

 tumbled into a large dish, some beautifully 



