CHAPTER VI 



ON THE WYE 



A COMIC AND A TRAGIC STORY CHUB-FISHING A 

 VISIT TO DORSTONE AND THE DORE IN THE 

 "GOLDEN VALLEY" 



" I'm off at eight to-morrow morn, 

 To bring such fishes back ! " 



C. KlNGSLEY. 



July i()th, 1902. 



[UST as "in youth a young man's 

 fancy lightly turns to thoughts of 

 love," so does an old man's fancy 

 with more of wisdom, as he thinks, 

 bred from experience, turn to fishing. I am 

 on the side of the ancients. 



I find myself once again in the neighbour- 

 hood of the Wye, and in company of the dear 

 old man, who is as great a cripple, but as full 

 of cheery anecdotes as ever. I will give you 



