DAYS ON THE NEPIGON. 



trail, little wonder we occasionally stub our 

 toes; but these romances apply only to our 

 angling achievements. Had Ananias con- 

 fined himself to fishing yarns, he would never 

 have suffered the penalty of immortality. 



After all, it is an inoffensive fiction, and what 

 signifies inaccuracy of weights and numbers 

 and measurements among friends, when its 

 prevalence is so thoroughly understood and 

 acknowledged, and so harmless withal that 

 it never reacts ? It is usually anticipated and 

 discounted, and then lying, if one is permitted 

 to use so unpleasant a word, is so easy, 

 simple and natural, that when an angling fib 

 is entertainingly told, it is in a great measure 

 forgivable. I am not on speaking terms with 

 any other style of exaggeration possessing half 

 so many redeemable qualities. 



