30 AMERICAN ANGLER'S BOOK. 



There is the Fussy Angler, a great bore; of course you will 

 shun him. The " Snob" Angler, who speaks confidently and 

 knowingly on a slight capital of skill or experience. The 

 Greedy, Pushing Angler, who rushes ahead and half fishes the 

 water, leaving those who follow, in doubt as to whether he 

 has fished a pool or rift carefully, or slurred it over in his 

 haste to reach some well-known place down the stream 

 before his companions. The company of these, the quiet, 

 careful angler will avoid. 



We also meet sometimes with the "Spick-and-Span" Angler, 

 who has a highly varnished rod, and a superabundance of 

 useless tackle; his outfit is of the most elaborate kind as 

 regards its finish. He is a dapper "well got up" angler in 

 all his appointments, and fishes much in-doors over his claret 

 and poteen, when he has a good listener. He frequently 

 displays bad taste in his tackle, intended for fly-fishing, by 

 having a thirty dollar multiplying reel, filled with one of 

 Conroy's very best relaid sea-grass lines, strong enough to 

 hold a dolphin. If you meet him on the teeming waters of 

 northern New York; the evening's display of his catch, 

 depends much on the rough skill of his guide. 



The Eough-and-Eeady Angler, the opposite of the afore- 

 named, disdains all "tomfoolery," and carries his tackle in 

 an old shot-bag, and his flies in a tangled mass. 



We have also the Literary Angler, who reads Walton and 

 admires him hugely ; he has been inoculated with the 

 sentiment only ; the five-mile walk up the creek, where it has 

 not been fished much, is very fatiguing to him ; he " did not 

 know he must wade the stream," and does not until he slips 

 in, and then he has some trouble at night to get his boots off. 

 He is provided with a stout bass rod, good strong leaders of 

 salmon-gut, and a stock of Conroy's "journal flies," and 



