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after looking steadily at us in silence for a minute or so, drew 

 up his left hand to a level mth his mouth, applies the 

 thumb in a very significant manner to the tip of his nose, 

 protrudes a considerable length of tongue, cuts some 

 cabalistic figure or motion with his right hand, and asks 

 me if — ' my mother is aware that I am out ? ' 



"I am feai-ful, my boy, that you have been playing 

 tricks ^vith me, and that either no such thing ever existed 

 as pig's wool, or that a certain black gentleman shaved it 

 all off when he took to amusing hisself in that way ; but I 

 am as 



Ever your affectionate friend, 



T B ." 



I need not take the trouble to explain to my piscatorial 

 readers — and I desire no others — that the fiery brown is 

 nowwell understood, and maybe obtained not onlyat Martin 

 Kelly's but at any other respectable fishing tackle warehouse, 

 without the slightest danger of being smitten with a 

 salmon rod or of disturbing the peace of an industrious 

 tradesman. And moreover I would not advise any vendor 

 of fishing tackle to come to Canada without an ample 

 supply of it, though I am quite confident that the exact 

 hue of the real fiery brown will with difficulty be agreed 

 upon by any two fishermen or manufacturers. 



But now we must proceed to give some more particular 

 account of the flies which we have found to be best adapted 



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