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in my bafket. " No bad fport," you will perhaps 

 exclaim ! And I agree with you, fuppofing I had 

 fifhed any other water. But this lovely Grwyne, 

 a day or two after heavy rain, was there ever fuch 

 a flream for fifh ? 



Hulloa ! Pifcator, is that you ? And you call 

 this punctuality ! You richly deferve to be pitched 

 into not with the fift of violence, (that would not 

 be clerical,) but with the tongue of wrathfulnefs. 

 So glorious a day, however, have I enjoyed, that 

 I have not the heart to fcold. 



Oh ! you murderer! You have indeed a bafket 

 full; and fome of them good fifh. One hundred 

 and twelve trout between us. 



By the way, you remember the three flies I 

 made yefterday, the little May-fly,* down-hill, 

 and buzz, with dark red hackle and yellowifh 

 body, fmall, but very rough ? To the laft, quite 

 contrary to your opinion, thirty trout at leaft have 

 fallen victims. The water I found a little tinged, 

 as I expected, and a combination of red and yel- 

 low proved irrefiftible. 



Farewell, fweet Grwyne, for another twelve- 



* No greater miftake can be made than to ufe large 

 May-flies ; unlefs the water be very high and thick. 



