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A NGLING SKE TCHES 



Lay me here, where I rriay see 

 Teviot round his meadows flowing, 

 And about and over me 

 Winds and clouds for ever going. 



It was dark before we splashed through the 

 ford of Borth\\"ick Water, and dined, and wrote to 

 Mr. Anderson of Princes Street, Edinburgh, for a 

 supply of Bloody Doctors. But we never had a 

 chance to try them. I have since fished Clearburn 

 from a boat, but it was not a day of rising fish, and 

 no big ones came to the landing-net. There are 

 plenty in the loch, but }-ou need not make the 

 wear)' journey ; they are not for you nor me. 



r,.. 





