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are all gold and silver with buttercups and daisies, 

 and the woods are vocal with the songs of many 

 birds. 



' ' Thus all looks gay and full of cheer, 

 To welcome the new-liveried year." 



In such a county, and amid such pleasant 

 scenes, when the sun is casting a glamour of 

 brightness over all, a visitor fresh from the smoke 

 and toil and dizzy noises of a great city may be 

 pardoned if he gives way for a moment at least 

 to a feeling of delight in a situation so beautiful, 

 and to him so new. 



My good old friend, the Professor, had pre- 

 ceded me, and when I arrived at the station, 

 there he was. I had not seen him for two years, 

 and I was delighted to find him as cheery and 

 jovial as ever. He had made all sorts of pre- 

 parations for my comfort, regardless of his own, 

 as usual. He was in high spirits, charmed with 

 everything the country, the village, the church, 

 the river, the bright sunshine and he soon 

 aroused in me the youthful enthusiasm with 

 which he was himself inspired. 



It was amid such scenes as these that we had 

 decided to make the head-quarters for our small 

 exploits against the trout on what I may call the 

 lower waters of the Lugg under the lee of Din- 

 more Hill; we have also tapped that fine stream 

 in the upper regions. Our quarters are situated 

 in a most delightful part of the county, and the 



