254 THE TROUT ARE RISING 
This frog, whose wooing was thus for ever 
finished, was looking generally pale, and ready 
for digestion by the trout, but its form was still 
complete. One man to whom this little incident 
was related said he could never fancy trout if 
frogs were their food. As against this, it is 
contended in some quarters that even frogs them- 
selves are a delicacy ; in fact, when certain 
Transvaal delegates to the South African Nation 
Convention were established at Belmont, Ronde- 
bosch, near Capetown, early in 1909, and were 
treated in the course of dinner one evening to 
a dish described as “ snow-chicken,” eulogy of the 
dainty was pronounced, Secrets of the Convention 
must of course not be given away: nevertheless, 
if the author of that delightful South African book, 
* Jock of the Bushveld” (Sir Percy FitzPatrick), 
should write personal reminiscences in lighter 
vein, it may be that he will include a little narra- 
tive about (a) certain artless instructions to a 
chef; (4) their execution, in entire simplicity ; 
(c) the appearance at dinner of “ snow-chicken ” ; 
(2) its main constituents. 
It is generally held that in a South African 
river, in the competition between trout and scalies 
for a living, the trout has the best of it. Large 
numbers of scalies, however, are found in this 
part of the Mooi, and they made their debut for 
the season under notice on August 14th. Earlier 
in the year, when it was frosty weather, hundreds 
of dead scalies were found floating about in the 
Mooi, in the Rosetta Station district. No evidence 
