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little introspection will lead to an illumi- 

 nating discovery. The recollections are 

 in two classes, one of which is vivid in 

 general joy, while the other is vivid in 

 detailed distress. Of the good days we 

 remember how cheerfully the trout rose, 

 where we landed the three-pounder, where 

 the bigger fish broke off, and what merry 

 nights began when we all assembled at 

 dinner ; but whence the wind on these 

 days ? Did the sun shine brightly, or was 

 the sky clouded ? Were the days warm, or 

 were they chill ? Was the weather fair, 

 or were there showers of rain ? Our recol- 

 lections on these points, it will be found 

 are vague. The sport and the mirth- 

 ful happiness are very fresh memories 

 indeed ; but all we can say about the 

 weather is that, whatever the details may 

 have been, it was certainly exceeding good. 

 Then, the day when the sport was poor : 

 Ah, there is no difficulty on that score ! 

 The morning was promising enough ; but 

 we had not been out for an hour before 

 we discovered that the wind was shifty. 



