112 WADING. 



WADING. 



A SANCTUARY FOR TROUT THE CHARM OF FREE 



WATER A SURPRISE BASKET PLEASANT 



TRAMPS BACK. 



'Tis sweet to hear the watch dog's honest bark 

 Bay deep mouthed welcome as we draw near 

 home; 



'Tis sweet to know there is an eye will mark 

 Our coming, and look brighter when we come. 



BYRON. 



ON far more than half the water that I 

 have ever had the fortune to fish, 

 wading has been prohibited; and, much 

 as the restriction is often grumbled at or actively 

 resented by holiday visitors with day tickets, 

 there is no denying that from a proprietor's 

 point of view, it is the best, and perhaps the 

 only plan of preventing the stock of good fish 

 from being exterminated. 



It forms in fact, like the prohibition of worm 

 or minnow, a kind of preservation, very like 

 that of dry fly fishing. 



We can all of us recall winding streams where 

 every half mile or so the trees meet overhead 

 for a short interval, rendering casting impos- 

 sible; or again where the opposite side is steep 

 and cliff like with trailing ivy or dripping ferns, 



