AND HOW I HAVE CAUGHT MY FISH g 



you are in. When your head comes up from such 

 a fall your hair is matted with weedy slime, and it 

 is only a mother that could lecture and kiss you 

 then. 



I had learned a little of many sports before I 

 was considered strong enough to be shut up in 

 school, and I could get hair from a colt's tail, soak 

 it and make a line, before I knew the alphabet all 

 the way from A to Z. With my hair-line, a worm, 

 and a withy stick, I felt as proud as the mightiest 

 warrior could in all the glory of his trappings, and 

 great was my pride when at last I outwitted the 

 monster half-pound trout by taking off my shoes, 

 wading up behind, and dropping my bait just over 

 the bough under which he kept his nose. 



Ferreting rabbits, or even rats, was a fascination 

 that I had no will to withstand ; and when I was a 

 little older anything that had four legs would be in 

 danger of a hard day's work on the moor when 

 there was a meet there. The moor was a never- 

 failing wonder-place I could explore with unabated 

 pleasure from the rising of the sun until the going 

 down thereof, or until my little legs gave way and 

 rest was imperative. 



" God gives all men all earth to love, 



But, since man's heart is small, 

 Ordains for each one spot shall prove 

 Beloved over all." 



How sweet and soft was the heather! Yet 

 softer and sweeter still the couch of ling, where the 



