150 AN ANGLER'S SEASON 



all of them brought in good baskets ; 

 the best basket, made by two anglers 

 whose names I did not catch, was thirty- 

 three trout, weighing 28 Ib. 



Next morning, when I left Kinross 

 the hotel was in a hum of high expect- 

 ancy. There was a fine breeze ; the sky 

 was overcast; a gentle rain had begun. 

 Anglers, the hotel people, and the gillies 

 were gleefully telling one another that 

 this was to be the best day of the season. 

 It was now my turn to be sceptical. I 

 did not like the aspect of the weather ; 

 on looking at the morning journal I 

 found, from the report of the Meteoro- 

 logical Office, that a fresh disturbance 

 was approaching; the barometer showed 

 that the atmospherical pressure had 

 slightly decreased during the night. I 

 thought that the general hope would not 

 be fulfilled. 



This was not wrong. Wednesday's 

 newspapers reported that Tuesday's 

 baskets had been much lighter than 

 those of Monday. The day that to the 



