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papers as a very extraordinary and unnatural event. 

 There is no earthly reason why the Connecticut should 

 not breed and supply as great a number of these excellent 

 and beautiful fish as the Tay. Its waters are equally 

 pure and quiet as those of the Scotch river. Every 

 acre of the Connecticut, from the northernmost bridge 

 that spans it in Vermont to its debouchment at Say- 

 brook, might be made productive of as great a value 

 as any onion-garden acre at Wethersfield. 



The salmon-shepherd of Storniontfields having fully 

 explained the labors and duties of his charge, rowed 

 me across the Tay, and I continued my walk highly 

 gratified in having seen one of the new industries 

 which this age is adding to the different cultures pro- 

 vided for the sustentation and comfort of human life. 

 The whole way to Dunkeld was full of interest, nature 

 and history making every mile a scene to delight the 

 eye and exhilarate the mind. The first considerable 

 village I passed through was Stanley, which gives 

 the name to that old family of British peers known 

 in history by the battle-cry of a badly-pressed sove- 

 reign, " On, Stanley, on ! " Murthley Castle, the seat 

 of Sir William Stewart, and the beautiful grounds 

 which front and surround it, will excite the admira- 

 tion of the traveller and pay him well for a moment's 

 pause to peruse its illuminated pages opened to his 

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