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body thick, of pigs'-wool blood orange a half, yellow a quarter, and 

 red a quarter, well mixed ; wings, blue peacock, three or four strands, 

 and two golden pheasants' neck feathers ; horns, red and blue macaw. 

 No. 2. Crest, tail, gold tinsel; red cock hackle; orange floss silk 

 body ; jay legs ; wings as above ; ditto horns. No. 3. Red golden 

 pheasant tail, silver tinsel ; red cock's hackle ; yellow worsted body ; 

 legs, red parrot or flamingo; wings, flamingo, backed by golden 

 pheasant tail. Very good sport may be had in the rapids of the St. 

 Lawrence with fly, in the months of June and July. 



I omitted to mention in the proper place, that the only substitute 

 of the golden pheasant crest, at all approaching to the mark, is a 

 Billy-goat's beard dyed the proper color, and that is perfect. I have 

 seen it in a fly, and could not tell the difference. 



And now we have got through the poetry of the art. Hitherto, 

 things have- gone happy as the marriage bell. I have cottoned to my 

 subject con amore. What follows is decidedly against the grain. I 

 unhesitatingly declare, and I confidently appeal to my brother angler, 

 whether he, a fly-fisherman, does not feel similarly. To me fly-fishing 

 is a labor of love; the other is labor alone. But notwithstanding 

 such are my feelings, it by no means follows that every one else so 

 fancies it. Every one to his taste. It is not given to each individual to 

 be able to find the waters wherein to kill his Salmon or Trout; and it 

 cannot for a moment be supposed that, because the Salmon and Trout 

 are not, he is to be debarred from joining in the pleasures of the flood. 

 For this unfortunate class of people (I am at present one of the num- 

 ber, and therefore, if I do slightly stigmatize the class, I trust, having 

 placed myself in the same boat, that I may be forgiven) we will draw 

 from the hidden storehouse of our mind sundry dark and dismal 

 visions of things past. When, as a little boy, we delighted, with a 

 hazle rod, float, and wriggling worm, to pull out many a perch, carp, 

 tench, and slippery eel, our greatest delight then was to chuck them 

 out, sans ceremonie, slap over our heads ; and now, at three times the 

 age, our first fun in fishing is to catch minnow with a fine trout top 

 and a pair of No. 17 hooks. 



We will, however, proceed ; and, to do this satisfactorily, we will 

 divide this part into two sections ; one, trolling or fishing with arti- 

 ficial bait ; the other, with natural bait, merely resting a moment or 

 two to define what we mean by the term trolling. 



