Related article: 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. 440 BAILY S MAGAZINE. [ITJSI *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 I899-] HERLING FISHING IN SOUTH SCOTLAND. 44^ close by, make your way about half a mile up-stream, or, if the