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enough to induce Job’s contemporaries to comply with. 
his requests in that particular— 
“O that mine enemy would write a book !” 
But when people buy a work on fishing, bearing the 
name of.one person, and find afterwards that. it is 
written by another, and that other the fishing-tackle 
maker whose wares are therein recommended, and 
who is moreover the publisher as well, they certainly 
have a very considerable right to be dissatisfied; and 
such a duality as is here referred to has, unless our 
memory plays us false, been carefully kept up by 
“ Otter,” or Alfred, or Alfred and Son, whichever he 
or they may be—in their occasional letters to the 
sporting papers. As Pat O’Flaherty says: “T’other 
is so remarkably like both, that you can’t tell neither 
from which.” 
Otter’s Modern Angler begins, for instance, with 
four pages of “ Angling Requisites,” and ends with six 
of the prices which should be paid for them—these 
requisites and prices not being inserted openly as an 
advertisement, but forming a part and parcel of the 
book itself. After this it is needPess to say that 
“ Alfred’s Sensation Silver Baits,” “ Alfred’s Pectoral 
Baits,” “ Alfred’s Improved Spinning Rods,” his 
“Japanned Tin Cases,” his “ Celebrated ‘ Wellington’ 
and ‘Emperor’ Trout-Flies,” and a host of other rods, 
baits, and insects—which, if not quite so celebrated 
