218 LOUGH DERG. 



" Aye, aye, Pat? How so?" 



" Ah, bedad ! your honours should see 

 the trout then ; for one that rises by day 

 there will be twenty rise at night." 



" I have heard something of this," said 

 the Captain ; " and I vote we stay. We 

 can go poking about these islands, and make 

 a very pleasant, idle, sauntering day on the 

 lake, and, after sunset, try the night fishing 

 till late : for I am sure, the less we see of 

 that inn at Pettigoe the better." 



" But what shall we do for grub ?" said 

 the Parson. "We reckoned upon getting 

 back to dinner, and we are not very likely to 

 meet with a public-house on these wild 

 heaths. I am afraid we shall make a day's 

 fast of it." 



" I do not know that," said the Captain ; 

 "that is my strong point. You go and 

 hurry up those fellows in the boat, while I 

 see what can be done in the commissariat 

 department. I suspect we shall make out 

 better than you imagine." 



The Captain was not far wrong in his 

 calculations ; for in ten minutes' time he 

 returned with his hat full of eggs, a heap of 

 oat-cake on the top of them, — the whole sup- 

 porting a large lump of excellent butter. 



