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muck quiet satisfaction in his first success with it; while 

 Uncle Roily laughed at his tactics. We went home and ate 

 the stewed head and shoulders of a large Rockfish and soft 

 crabs for dinner. Next day we tried our luck again with 

 equal success ; and before leaving for home one of the town 

 anglers killed a Rockfish of twenty-five pounds, which Uncle 

 Roily would certainly have lost. 



Besides the fishing in this part of the Old Dominion, I have 

 vivid recollections of the hat, hair, and hospitality of 



UNCLE KOLLY.' 



