OVER THE BORDER $3 
worth while. And in any event you will enjoy 
going to bed ! 
As the water was not right at the time at 
Canonbie, a move was made for brown trout at 
Tushielaw, near Ettrick, Selkirkshire. Here is 
an approach to the humorist’s ideal of “trout- 
fishing, plenty of it, preserved, free.’ Adjoining 
it is the homely inn, capably conducted, where 
they know how to fry trout with oatmeal for 
breakfast. If your bedroom window overlooks 
the river, you can see the trout rising. The 
views you get, the health-giving air, the whole- 
someness of it all, are worth the visit, apart from 
the trout fishing. And that, as I have hinted, is 
good. The Ettrick is not, in the nature of 
things, over-fished, because it is fifteen miles 
away from a town (either Selkirk, or Hawick in 
Roxburghshire). Men slip down from Edinburgh 
to Tushielaw for a quiet two or three days’ 
fishing, for a brief respite in the open air. They 
leave their desks and their business cares behind 
them, fish hard all day, and then “in slippered 
ease” at the inn foregather, over maybe just a 
little “wine of the country.” The trout run 
about half-a-pound, but with the water right you 
may get them three-quarters of a pound or more ; 
indeed, by the bridge at Tushielaw there lives, 
unless he has been caught napping, a two-pounder. 
The gamekeeper’s son declared him to be nearer 
three pounds. Whatever his weight, this trout 
did much to encourage concentration. A Sheffield 
doctor burned midnight oil over him, as it were, 
