196 FISHING GOSSIP. 
as they are supposed to be by most anglers. Many 
feasible arguments might be adduced in favour of 
this experience. Rapid “rising” of such fish, by 
which I mean trout of 6 or 7 Ibs. weight, is not 
to be looked for in this or indeed in any other kind 
of lake-angling with flies, with which I am ac- 
quainted, except under some peculiar circumstances. 
The majority of trout:caught were of the same species, ° 
and in the best waters are always considerably below ‘i 
the weights named ; the larger specimens being only 
the rari nantes in gurgite vasto, whose size and weight 
compensate the angler for their paucity of numbers. 
Such captures indeed are but the great prizes in the 
lottery of angling. The night fisher must therefore. 
not be impatient. His pursuit is more likely to 
secure the higher class of fish than any other kind of 
angling with flies. Success will reward his persever- : 
ance when he least perhaps expects it. A cast over 
a favourable haunt may make all the difference be- 
tween’ doubt and certainty. “The froth outside the 
reeds, sirr,” exclaimed Pat, after a long and reluctant 
silence; “ jist tickle its edge with the bees” —a generic’, 
name applied by him to all artificial flies—“ and you'll’ 
find maybe something under it”—pointing at the 
same time with dilated pupils to a broad stripe of 
foam stretching down the lake. As he spoke and the 
flies fell on the favourite locality, a loud splash fol- 
lowed, the divided froth disclosing in the hazy light 
