30 THE TROUT ARE RISING 
originally at three shillings and sixpence. This 
book, I was told, could not be bought in 
September, 1919, under thirty-six shillings. Since 
then, happily, a new edition at four shillings and 
sixpence, has been printed. 
Another proof of the demand for fishing was 
given to me when I began to inquire about accom- 
modation at hotels commanding fishing rights. 
All over England, Wales and Scotland it was the 
same. Throughout the fishing season of I919 
practically all these hotels were full. Never before 
had the fishing inns been so well patronized. At 
a hotel on the Cornish border a hundred applica- 
tions were received at Eastertide from anglers 
who could not be accommodated, although the 
landlord made a practice of engaging additional 
sleeping quarters outside. The only chance of 
getting quarters at fishing hotels was to write two 
or three months in advance. Early in the summer 
I was lunching at a famous restaurant in the 
Strand, when a stranger sitting next me suddenly 
but courteously asked if I could recommend him 
to a comfortable, old-fashioned English inn, with 
a river by it, where he could rest a few days. 
The question was unexpected, but it was easy 
and pleasant to tell him of such a place, in 
Shropshire, ai charming, easy inn, where the food 
is good wholesome English fare, where the silver 
shines, where the linen has lain in lavender, where 
the sober-flowing Severn is alongside, and you 
can sit out on the lawn, or roam abroad in 
flowery meadows, with the Wrekin, one of the 
