FISHING 



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occasionally been satisfactorily mended with a 

 boot-lace; and I have even heard tell of an angler 

 who had left his tackle-box at home spending 

 a not altogether unprofitable morning fishing 

 for eels with a pair of braces to which he had 

 fastened a safety-pin baited mth a ham sand- 



wich. Indeed, my uncle, Horace Biffin, never 

 tires of repeating the story of the ten-pound 

 grilse which he played for over three hours on 

 the end of a thin line of twisted silk that he 

 obtained in so curious a fashion as to merit 

 description. 



