and around it grow those river the lilies on the right hand stately woods slope up from the very bank to the horizon on the left is a good da fishing the miller s garden npon an island with the high broad mill stream running swiftly on its eastern shore almost upon a level flowers goes the great wheel whose shining we see disappear one after one under the low dark and go half a score of little wheels within the of the quaint old wood i house along the main stream beyond the mill race and separated from it by another island the heavy laden with half � dozen horses apiece on one of which the driver sits like a lady sideways with his red cap drooping upon one side and his pipe scarcely k t people are returning along the path many with baskets on their heads but all have a word or a smile of the pleasure boats pass in the distance filled with ladies with brass bands with racing the sees them firom his lofty post and the huge gates slowly part to let them through all this we afar off and have no part with the great stream of existence regarded from its of back waters as for the fishing itself that is very pleasant i always look away when the man puts on the gentle and my friend and i have shilling upon which catches the next we did bet at least at one time until i detected him in the ingenious but of pulling the same perch up again and again by which he not only won half of me but in his shame i love the very dropping of the boat pitch to pitch the careful fixing of it between its two bare poles the measuring with the for length of line the the bread and meal in for the entertainment of the fish the grating of the iron in the x bottom and all the a good day s fishing which is set in motion to me that i am doing something and not nothing better than all perhaps is the after at the old fashioned river inn where jack is stuffed in some peculiarly � manner or there is an especial patent for where awful specimens of both those fish with particularly eyes are suspended in the dining room along with the portrait of some famous and the rules of the local club the heroes of these places are not insolent and puffed up with knowledge as hunters and for the most part are but freely and graciously impart intelligence to the i confess at once that i have caught but two perch all day my mend three perch and jones the man about eight dozen ay ay and very well too the landlord jones is a good rod you should have tried miller s hole with the and so on i have for bigger fish than perch i once went out � went in i should to spear that is a very splendid and almost warlike amusement you see the upon the pebbles beneath silently softly you seize a long spear and measure the distance between you and your prey exactly you think it to be about four feet whereas the real depth of water is six feet at the very least striking under this impression with all your force you throw yourself into the river arrive upon the very spot which the recently occupied and are lucky if you can swim as well as he whenever i attempt anything above my perch indeed i fail miserably the party who occupied my seat in the on the previous day had caught so many he could not half of them away with him a day s fishing and the party who comes the day afterwards again is equally successful but for me i might just as well have my hook with a pack of cards however at the end of this last summer i had one really good day s fishing killing with my single rod and of such magnitude and number as himself would have been proud to tell of and it came to pass in this way the of b whom i call b in conversation with strangers � is a good friend of mine who has known me for many years if he met me in the market place of our his would i am sure say how d ye do or how are you and thank me perhaps for the pains i took about the return of his second son i have dined more than once at the hall during election time and his has not failed to observe to me a glass of wine with you or will you join us my dear sir quite upon each occasion the words may be nothing indeed but his s manner is such that i protest that when he speaks to me i feel as if j had had ike wine well only a month ago he sent me a card permitting me to have one day s fishing in his home preserves tried to persuade me to give it up to him but i said no because he can catch fish anywhere and i do not possess that faculty so he gave me the most minute directions and lent me his � book of flies and his best rod how beautiful looked the grand old park upon that august morning the deer � in and the innumerable ear and tail � with glance the short rich or a good fishing bounding across the in herds the mighty oak trees half an acre each the pools with water fowl rising from their with sudden cry and the winding where shot the frequent from side to side now from their right banks i � now from their left and now that i did not borrow s boots i strode 