DAYS ON THE NEPIGON. 



these creatures of moods and phases our most 

 persuasive smiles and favors, proffering a 

 profusion of choices, nearly everything 

 in the Fishkill directory, but they proved 

 adamant to all our presentations, indifferent 

 alike to the blandishments and the terrors of 

 the hackle and the cock-a-doosh. All our well 

 devised schemes for their entertainment and 

 enlightenment went askew, and we might 

 better have been chasing the mythical pot of 

 gold at the rainbow's end. It is a burning 

 shame what opportunities they sometimes 

 overlook. 



On the river is the ripple of invitation, the 

 front door wide open, everything appearing 

 so comfortable and homelike, one could 

 hardly imagine more favorable conditions or 

 a heartier welcome. The outlook is ideal, 

 yet many of the laws governing trout are in- 

 explainable. They may rise to-day under 

 conditions that would create rebellion to- 

 morrow. There is no sure precedent. From 

 the angler's viewpoint, there is neither rhyme 

 nor reason in their whims and crotchets. 

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