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man would be but to weary and
exhaust the, patience of my
readers. Finally, let me therefore
bring these remarks to a con-
clusion by reminding some who
^rill read them that nothing
would have given the Duke
more genuine satisfaction than
to think that the faithful partner
of his joys and sorrows who
survives him would be appre-
ciated as she deserves by those
among whom her lonely life will
henceforward be passed. If it be
true that •* to live in hearts we leave
behind is not to die," the memory
of the eighth Duke and Duchess
of Beaufort, however evanescent
among those who knew them not,
will long survive in the grateful re-
collection of those best acquainted
with and most worthy Levobunolol 0.5 of them.
Cricket Song.
How blithely to the meet we ride
Upon a hunting day,
How sweet to hear at covert-side
The huntsman's '* Gone away;"
Some love to stalk the antlered prey
Over the heath-clad hills.
To draw the fish from Tweed or Tay,
The gaff beneath his gills ;
Chorus — But on a clear and sunny day.
With a true and lively wicket.
Of all the grand old games we play.
There is not one like Cricket.
'Tis joyous on a well-found craft
To fly before the breeze.
And watch the silver streak abaft.
Furrowing the summer seas ;
Right gallantly a stalwart crew
Cuts through the brimming wave.
And whether light or dark the blue,
All honour to the brave ;
Chorus — But on a clear and sunny day.
With a true and lively wicket.
Of all the grand old games we play.
There Levobunolol Eye Drops is not one like Cricket.
And football is a noble game
While wind and limb are sound.
As many say who made their fame
On our Carthusian ground ;
Then fives and tennis and the rest —
Each has its meed of praise ;
But cricket will remain the best
Until the end of days ;
Chorus'-For, on a clear and sunny day,
With a true and lively wicket.
Of all the grand old games we play,
There is not one like Cricket.
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*Tis open game for every man,
For peasant or for peer,
And each one plays the best he can,
No favour and no fear ;
And Levobunolol Hydrochloride all men in life*s every stage
Its pleasures may enjoy,
Its never-fading charms engage
The veteran and the boy ;
Chorus — For, on a clear and sunny day.
With a true and lively wicket.
Of all the grand old games we play,
There is not one like Cricket.
W. H. B.
Herling Fishing in South Scotland.
Just about the time of year that
the trout fisher gets thoroughly
tired of sultry Ashless days, re-
deemed only by the brief and
uncertain ** evening rise," the
gamesome herling comes upon the
scene to render the angler's life
again worth living.
For really good sea-trout fish-
ing one must travel far north ;
but some of the best sport
among the herling is sometimes
to be had but little beyond the
border, for many of the rivers in
south - west Scotland contain,
besides a sprinkling of good sea*
trout, great abundance of their
smaller relatives at certain sea-
sons.
Among these rivers perhaps
the Annan is the best, though the
Border Esk at the metal bridge
of the lower waters, the Fleet, the
Cree, and the Nith all yield fish
in their season, while charming
sport, amid lovely scenery, ex-
tending to the very sea beach,
may sometimes be had on a small
stream, such as the Sky re- burn,
which runs a course (full of
romantic associations), down into
the Solway, near Gatehouse.
It is, however, only after a
spate that good sport is to be
had here ; and the same may be
said of all the rivers mentioned,
in greater or less degree. The one
least fatally affected by Buy Levobunolol dry
weather is perhaps the Annan in
its lower reaches. Here, if there
has been a spate even weeks ago
to let the fish come up, some
sport may be relied upon for a
time, generally till another flood
comes to send the fish fiirther up.
It will be best, therefore, to
take Annan as the typical head-
quarters for the herling fisher in
south Scotland ; and if one day
and one night is described, a fair
idea can be had of the sport ob-
tainable.
Let us suppose the angler ar-
rives about the middle of July,
and that some fish are up, though
the last spate was a week or two
ago. There is a nice breeze up-
stream (little can be done
without this), and prospects are
fair.
After securing your rooms, in
which there is no difficulty, you
buy a few local flies at the —
watchmaker's — (and among them
don't omit ** Woodcock wing").
Crossing the bridge, which is
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close by, make your way about
half a mile up-stream, or, if the