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shall not reveal) on to the lower part of the fly. 

 A quiet cast across a shallow pool. The trout 

 knew it was August, and that no May-fly (which 

 was what it looked like) should be floating about ; 

 but it was irresistible to a piscine matron who 

 should have known better, and woman-like, 



COMMON TROUT. 



she rushed in where wiser trout feared to tread. 

 A gulp and the fly was hers. But paugh ! 

 There was no juicy taste in it, and she essayed 

 to reject it, then turned to go, when a sharp 

 pang went through her shapely jaw and she 

 was hooked.. Hither and thither she went. My 

 rod bent double, and the line ran singing from 



