DAYS ON THE NEPIGON. 



for which the fish was not entirely blameless, 

 though he might have been prompted by some 

 inconsiderate messmate, for he was never 

 authorized nor constructed to swallow so 

 large a fly. But while engaged in this little 

 fracas, one would scarcely have mistrusted he 

 was anything other than a speckled trout, and 

 the most pugnacious of the species. 



We could rarely entice them by the ordi- 

 nary artificial fly strategy, so, following a 

 suggestion of Dr. Morris, we equipped an 

 eight-foot leader with half a dozen imitation 

 caddis flies, No. 12 hook, and letting them 

 drift with the current to where the genuine 

 article was floating, could reasonably expect 

 an unintentional strike. And then sport fol- 

 lowed, for they are quite as game as trout 

 of their weight, and dispatch business right 

 off the reel. This style of angling, however, 

 was only an experiment, and we did little of 

 it; though they might afford sport aplenty 

 were they the only fish. Broil him soon as 

 possible after taking, and you will pronounce 



him most delicate, delicious and nourishing; 

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