260 WHAT I HAVE SEEN WHILE FISHING 



CHAPTER VIII. 



IRON-WELL POOL SULKING POOL AUKMORE POOL THE 

 WEAVER'S POOL. 



IN the last chapter I wrote " I have proved to 

 my own satisfaction more than once that, while a 

 fish may have repeatedly refused a particular bait 

 spun over him in the recognised manner by the 

 best of fishers, he has fallen an easy prey to the 

 same bait cutting capers at the instance of some 

 novice." 



One day, when the Lyon was impossible 

 through frost, I wired Mr. Stewart, the host of Ben 

 Lawers Hotel, " Have a boat ready for me by ten 

 to-day." 



As it happened, the regular boatmen were 

 already out, and I had to be content with two farm 

 labourers, whose efforts with the boat were really 

 most comical. 



At first I saw only this funny side of the 

 performance, and enjoyed it as such, but in a short 

 time its monotony became tiresome, and my nerves 

 were irritably affected by the prospect of spending 

 a whole day in being propelled here and there by 



