iz FISHING FOR PLEASURE 



The first one sailed up as far as he could to get 

 alongside the current, and then boldly floated 

 into it, and so was carried away down and 

 seemingly lost forever, but the black spot floated 

 slantingly atop of the water. Away down below he 

 reached the opposite smooth water, and soon 

 joined his anxious mamma, and so one by one 

 the others all followed and disappeared under 

 the opposite bank. This, it should be said, 

 occurred in the Kingsland Water on Satur- 

 day. 



Our Monday's drive took us some miles up 

 the river; we began to fish up stream, and a 

 lovely stream it is up there, not so large as 

 down below, but it winds about amid the most 

 charming surroundings through a narrow up- 

 land valley bordered on both sides by lofty 

 conical hills pine clad to the top as much like 

 Swiss scenery as any to be found out of Swit- 

 zerland an out of the world kind of district 

 with not a house to be seen for miles. Up this 

 narrow and winding valley a kind of gap in the 

 mountains, which at its entrance is wide open 

 to the north and east the north-east wind, 

 which was blowing hard outside, rushed with 

 concentrated force, and I am sorry to say it 

 played the very deuce with our fishing. The 

 river is full of trout. They were rising, too, but 

 we could not get our flies on the water, for the 

 blast was from most points dead against us. We 



