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AXGLING SKETCHES 



How well one remembers deserting the gardener, 

 and alread}- appreciating the jo\-s of having no 

 gillie nor attendant, of being ' alone -with ourselves 

 and the goddess of fishing ' ! I cast away as well 

 as I could, and presently jerked a trout, a tiny one, 

 high up in the air out of the water. But he fell off 

 the hook again, he dropped in with a little splash, 



PARR AND MINNOWS 



and I rushed up to consult my tutor on his unsports- 

 manlike behaviour, and the disappointing, nay, 

 heart-breaking, occurrence. Was the trout not 

 moralh' caught, \\-as there no wa)- of getting him to 

 see this and behave accordingh^ .' The gardener 

 feared there was none. Meanwhile he sat on the 

 bank and angled in a pool. ' Tr}- m\- rod,' he said, 

 and, as soon as I had taken hold of it, ' pull up,' he 



