108 DAYS AMONG THE PIKE AND PERCH 



such luxuries. We go on until we reach an abrupt corner 

 near a farmhouse, where a drain comes in. The shadows 

 are lengthening, there is no time to explore the meadows 

 where the river parts company from the road. The bag 

 only contains three jack, twelve and a half pounds the 

 three, and two perch ; but the lucky man who has had a 

 day on Lord B.'s private water and lugged out a hundred- 

 weight has not enjoyed himself one whit more, in all likeli- 

 hood not so much as the one who tells this story of a " Day 

 on the Old West River." 



