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proved, however, to my complete dissatis- 

 faction, that mackintosh does not make a 

 man weather-proof. Between a short wading 

 coat and the back of one's waders there is 

 a small, unprotected gap ; the rain finds it 

 out immediately, and one is more miserable 

 than if one were wet all over. 



There was only one bright spot among 

 those grey, damp hours. About six in the 

 evening a March brown, that had been put 

 on as tail-fly for a change, rose a fish which 

 at once leaped into the air, and unmis- 

 takably proclaimed his quality and species. 

 He ran out line in grand fashion, and it was 

 some minutes before he could be coaxed 

 down to the net a trout of well over a 

 pound and a half, which in shape and con- 

 dition was perfection itself. His capture 

 formed a curious conclusion to a curious 

 experience of weather and fishing. 



