12 TROUT FISHING 



part of the fish which will never be re- 

 peated, and remember other things which 

 it were well to forget. 



As the knowledge that one must have 

 unsuspected failings of one's own comes 

 to the modest mind on observing the un- 

 conscious lapses of one's friends, a few 

 instances of this remembering useless 

 things may be not out of place. 



One morning Mr. C B S 



and I set forth on Loch Dochart. Charlie 

 is a barrister-at-law, a man of the world 

 accomplished in all the knowledge and 

 the graces of the Town. Though I had 

 never been out fishing with him before, I 

 had often heard him talk about the sport ; 

 and that day I expected to witness a fine 

 and instructive performance. The morn- 

 ing was all that could be desired. A soft 

 wind was making a constant movement on 

 the water ; there were light thin clouds, 

 now dissolving in rain, anon parting as if 

 to let the sun glance through ; but the 

 intervals between my friend's trout were 

 long. At the other end of the boat the 



