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to which they will rise. His method is to let out 

 gently a few yards and then recover a little of it, to 

 show the fish that the rubber worm is frightened 

 and fleeing from them. Then another few yards 

 and a similar recovery, and so on and on, until the 

 temptation is too great and the fish comes up at it. 

 He often got his fish much closer to the boat than 

 I did, and consequently had a better chance of 

 keeping it from the bottom, and could bring it 

 quicker to the gaff. Kirk's success was always 

 pleasing to our boatman, Pat. At times my 

 methods succeeded best, and then Billy would 

 look at me with pride, while Pat seemed as if on 

 the point of losing something bets, perhaps. If 

 Billy could only guess how I have striven to 

 teach all I know of games and sports to all my 

 boys, and how they have bettered their poor in- 

 structor's teachings, he would put his money on 

 the other horse. 



The photos of our catches are mostly failures ; 

 but we only discovered this on our return to Eng- 

 land. Now we know that fish must hang down, or 

 stand up, with the fisher by their side, with a state- 

 ment of his height to give guidance for judgment. 

 In this photo the oars have lost their blades and the 

 fish their size ; it is only Paddy that is real. He 

 sits true in every detail, even to the warp and weft 

 of his tweed shirt ; but, alas ! the camera seems to 

 have exhausted itself with this effort, and every- 

 thing else is a mere parody of the actual thing. 



