Fly-Fifhing. 57 



I had been wandering by the river for fome 

 hours, with fufficient fport to induce me to perfe- 

 vere. The evening was juft beginning to fet in ; 

 and what with the delicious weather, the balmy 

 breeze, and the quiet enjoyment of my favourite 

 amufement, I was in the beft poffible humour. 



Juft at this happy conjuncture, who fhould 

 heave in fight, u looming in the diftance," as a 

 late Chancellor of the Exchequer would fay, but 

 my friend Pifcator. Oh ! it was delightful to be- 

 hold him haftening on towards me, as though fome 

 unexpected good fortune had befallen him fome 

 glad tidings been told him perhaps, that fent the 

 blood dancing through his veins in double quick 

 time fome wondrous difcoverybeen made by him, 

 that fuffufed his cheeks, forehead and all, with the 

 glow of unufual excitement. How proud was his 

 ftep ! How great his condefcenfion in fpeaking 

 of the trout I told him I had caught ; alking me, 

 by the way (as though he knew what anfwer I 

 fliould return) if I had yet fallen in with a falmon ! 



The whole bearing and demeanour of the ex- 

 cited youth puzzled me not a little, and fet me 

 wondering what had happened thus to work fo 

 fudden and complete a change in him ! 



At length in gazing very attentively and thought- 



