AND HOW I HAVE CAUGHT MY FISH 101 



I saw large numbers jumping in most of the 

 pools, particularly in Janny Boyle's, Holly Bush, 

 Whin Gardens, McGill's, and Brines Pools, but 

 they were not in a taking mood, so I turned my 

 attention to the trout, of which I got good baskets. 

 Had I been a fortnight later my chances would 

 have been good, as then the river rose and kept 

 to a good fishing height for three weeks, during 

 which period Mr. Lakin Warwick and three others 

 o-ot a hundred salmon between them. 



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We had a most pleasant day, and a splendid 

 basket of brown trout, in Loughs Derryduff and 

 Sheskinmore and the little stream that connects 

 them. When captured, the fish were of three 

 different over-all colours. Those taken in the 

 rocky upstream beds were quite the usual colours, 

 while what we took from the centre peaty pools 

 were dark, and down in the lower reaches, where 

 golden sand blown in from the sea-shore formed the 

 bed, the fish were as if a golden varnish had been 

 put over their ordinary colours. 



When we reached Kilclooney Bridge I was 

 longing for a cup of tea, so I knocked at Mr. 

 Boyle's cabin and was told to come in, and the 

 welcome I got from Miss Boyle reminded me of 

 a verse of an old Irish song : 



" Soon as you lift the latch, little ones are meeting you, 

 Soon as you're 'neath the thatch, kindly looks are greeting you ; 

 Scarely have you time to be holding out the fist to them 

 Down by the fireside you're sitting in the midst of them." 



