A CLeRGYMAN’s CoNTRIBUTION. 189 
No. 1. Red body, wound with gold cord; streamers red, blue legs. 2. Coachman.— 
White wings, green peacock herl body, brown legs. 3. Drab upper wings, and brown 
under ditto; cinnamon body and legs. 4. Red body and legs, brown mallard wings. 
5. Peacock herl body, Guinea-hen wings, brown hackle. 6. Gold body, orange wings, 
sandy legs, and gray tail. 7. Silver-drab wings, yellow body, and black legs. 8. Red- 
dish-brown wings and legs, with peacock herl body. 9. Drab wings, brown body, 
legs, and tail. 10. Brown body, red legs, gray mottle wings and antenne. 11. June- 
fly.—Orange wings, brown body and hackle. 12. Red body, brown wings, gray mal- 
lard wings. 13. Brown hackle and two hooks. 14. Purple body, wings, legs, gray 
tail, and green herl at root of tail. 15. Gold body, yellow and black legs, wings 
white and black bars. 16. Silver body, speckled wings, brown legs. 17. Black 
hackle over body of orange wound with gold, gray wings, and yellow tail. 18. Brown 
body wound with gold cord, gray wings, red and black hackle. 19. Green body, red 
tail, gray legs, and hackle round the neck. 20. Yellow Profe Yellowish-gray 
wings, red tail, golden body, gray antenne. 21. Gray Professor.—Brown mallard 
wings, red hackle, gray body wound with gold, yellow legs. 22. Black Gnat.— 
Black body, legs, hackle; ash wings. 23. Blue Professor.—Body dark blue and gold, 
legs blue, and drab wings. 24. Body brown South American fox, wound with silver 
cord; dark brown wiugs and legs. 
SECTION THIRD. 
BAIT-FISHING FOR TROUT. 
‘Hail to the spring-time and the hills! 
Hail to the meadows and the fog! 
Hail to the gorges and the rills! 
All hail the trout ‘neath yonder log! 
Have good care, 
That’s his lair : 
Heigh-ho, hop, 
Flip, flap, flop. 
Hail to the shocking old straw hat, 
Second-hand trowsers, coat, and boots, 
Box of worms, lively and fat, 
All hail your hook in those old roots! 
Careless man, 
Mad as bran, 
Neither snap, 
Nor flip, flap. 
Blessed and calm the smiling morn; 
Birds sing wheresoe’er we roam. 
Flowers the fields and woods adorn ; 
All hail my line ’midst dancing foam! 
Now look out— 
Silent stand— 
And a trout 
Will kiss my hand. 
Hail the graceful silver gleam! 
Lo! a trout, with sudden spring, 
Forms a spray-bow o’er the stream, 
And is added to my string. 
Verbum sap, 
Flip, flop, flap.” 
