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No thorough-bred Englishman can bear to be 

 beaten, be the fight what it may. The very 

 idea of such a thing is gall and wormwood to 

 him. May this noble spirit survive the new- 

 fangled notions of the present day, still fresh and 

 foremost in the heart of young England, as I 

 feel confident it will, and let war that detest- 

 able evil be forced upon our country, no matter 

 who the foe, there need be no fear of the result. 



Many a gallant son of Mars have I met on 

 the banks of the Dovey, engaged, not with 

 Frenchman, as of old, or Russian, as of late; 

 but with a very noble foe nevertheless Salmo- 

 Salar ! 



In one instance a gallant captain, of my 

 acquaintance, had gone out to try and get 

 hold of a good fish in a short time, as he was 

 obliged to return home in a few hours. A 

 manly, cheery fellow; it was quite a pleasure 

 to exchange a word or two with him. I well 

 remember one peculiarity about him, as a 

 fisherman, and that was the enormous size of 



