62 Fishing in North Carolina. 



spent two whole smnmers in the pursuit and 

 did not get one. Somewhat like the rose, which, 

 to the connoisseur, is to he seen not smelt, the 

 char it to he seen, not felt. 



When young it may wind and bound up 

 stream from sea to tarn ; but, becoming big and 

 old, it cannot get down hill again to the sea, if 

 it wanted to do so. 



But we have a native incumbent of our moun- 

 tain streams beautiful indeed with its dark 

 spots and comely in its sprightliness ; as well 

 as heroically game for a little fellow. He does 

 not get large, scarcely ever exceeding haK a 

 pound in weight, but he makes up for lack of 

 hulk by want of lethargy ; being alert, spry and 

 voracious he does not necessarily wait for a 

 morsel of food to touch the water, but will jump 

 out and meet the food at least part of the way. 



This mountain, or brook trout, has been prop- 

 erly named, for he is almost always a lover of 

 a home in the small mountain streams, high up, 

 where the water is cold ; amidst laurel thickets, 

 rocks, rattle snakes, pools and swirls; out of 

 sight of man and other beast. 



