The Trout 



the long summer days are, on second 

 thought, snugly and affectionately tucked 

 away in a separate pocket of the book, to 

 be brought forth on occasion, to excite the 

 envy of some brother angler, while relating 

 with minute detail the story of the part 

 they took in the capture of the " big ones." 



Through the rings of smoke rising from Pipe Dreams 

 his brier-root he sees the stream rippling 

 and sparkling as it courses around the bend. 

 And in fancy he is wading and casting, and 

 as eagerly expectant of a rise, with his feet 

 encased in slippers, as when plodding along 

 in clumsy wading boots. The pipe-dreams 

 of retrospection are as engrossing and 

 enjoyable as those of anticipation to the 

 appreciative angler. The pleasures though 

 passed are not forgotten. 



He even smiles as he remembers the slip- Pride After a 

 pery and treacherous rock that caused his l 

 downfall, and the involuntary bath that 

 followed, just as he hooked the biggest fish 

 in the pool. He is even conscious of the 

 chill that coursed up his spine as the stream 

 laughed and gurgled in his submerged 



