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catching a dozen perch or roach in a long 

 day's fishing, with perhaps as many pike in 

 a week. I also tried the river Colne, but 

 from the success or rather the want of it 

 which I met with on both occasions, I should 

 be tempted, were I to become a resident in 

 London, to abandon angling entirely, and 

 console myself with thinking on " the days 

 o' lang syne." Float-fishing for roach or 

 barbel in the Thames has also no charms 

 for me; my old tastes and habits are too 

 deeply rooted to allow of my being conve- 

 niently transplanted to a punt to enjoy a six 

 hours' fishing bout under the arch of a 

 bridge, or by the side of a jetty. Those, 

 however, who are accustomed to it, and who 

 have never known better fishing, may per- 

 haps feel as much pleasure in watching their 

 floats sink from a bite as I do in throwing a 

 fly, and drawing the bright trouts out of the 

 Glen and the Till though I can scarcely 

 think so either. There is some difference in. 

 the feeling with which a man follows the 



