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friends for newer or bigger fish; besides, there's 

 worse fun than good burn-fishing." 



" Won't the fishing be good for some time yet ? " 



"To be sure, boy ; and you will take many a trout, 

 and some salmon, long after the 12th ; and, you recol- 

 lect, you and I go together that day." 



" That's famous ! I can do nothing with Hope when 

 he is in a bumptious humour, which he is sure to 

 be when he begins to miss grouse." 



" Suppose," said Ward, "we have a bet, Frederick, 

 that you make three misses to my one ; is that fair ? 

 What shall it be?" 



" Will you stake your silver sandwich-box against 

 half an hour's extra study on my part for a week ? " 



" Hem, yes ; agreed." 



"Do you play whist, Fred?" inquired Major 

 Duncan. 



" Only a very little. I about know the moves." 



" We might have a rubber. Of course you fellows 

 play ! Fred, you will find some packs in that corner 

 drawer. You and I shall be partners against the 

 philosophers." 



All the evening we waged tough battle, which 

 ended by Master Fred and the Major winning six 

 shillings sterling from each of us. 



