160 WHAT I HAVE SEEN WHILE FISHING 



our bronzed faces and such rude appetites as made 

 us, I feared, quite noticeable. 



The storm raged during a considerable part of 

 the night, but in the morning the air had cleared, 

 and the sea, while still a little rough, looked very 

 tempting ; so we were soon off with expectations of 

 a lovely sail to the southern end of Arran Island. 



The sea breeze which sped us on our way and 

 fanned us so caressingly was delightful to well- 

 breakfasted men, and we lolled back in our seats, 

 stretched forth our legs and were happy. 



The measured rise and fall and rhythm of 

 waters invited laziness that was quite luxurious, 

 and it was thus that we spent the first hour or 

 more. 



Just as you leave the Channel there is a very 

 small island, and it was there we put a reef in the 

 sail that we might go round it at the slackened 

 pace necessary for successful fishing. We soon 

 had fish, but they were too small to dwell upon, 

 so the sail was given all its cloth again and we were 

 off for the larger island that stood straight ahead, 

 Inishkeeragh, and which, as it lay farther out at 

 sea, seemed more likely to give us real sport. 

 We were soon busy with such heavy ones that 

 the sail had to give place to oars, so that we might 

 keep near the fish and be able to quickly go for- 

 ward or back as the case might demand. 



Still farther south is another island, Illancrone, 

 which provided fair sport. 



