Chats on Angling

CONTENTS.

Introductory	page	[1]
CHAPTER I.
In Praise of the Dry Fly	"	[3]
CHAPTER II.
Dry Fly Tackle and Equipment	"	[7]
CHAPTER III.
Dry Fly Maxims	"	[13]
CHAPTER IV.
Education of the South Country Trout	"	[23]
CHAPTER V.
The May Fly	"	[27]
CHAPTER VI.
The Evening Rise	"	[33]
CHAPTER VII.
"Jack"	"	[37]
CHAPTER VIII.
Weed Cutting	"	[40]
CHAPTER IX.
The Angler and Ambidexterity	"	[43]
CHAPTER X.
Loch Fishing	"	[46]
CHAPTER XI.
Dapping for Trout	"	[53]
CHAPTER XII.
Grayling Fishing	"	[57]
CHAPTER XIII.
Notes on Rainbow Trout	"	[61]
CHAPTER XIV.
Salmon Fishing	"	[66]
CHAPTER XV.
A Trip to Ireland	"	[79]
CHAPTER XVI.
Salmon and Flies	"	[86]
CHAPTER XVII.
Salmon of the Awe	"	[91]
CHAPTER XVIII.
Disappointing Days	"	[97]
CHAPTER XIX.
Sea Trout Fishing and Its Chances	"	[106]
L'Envoi	"	[113]

INTRODUCTORY.

TO those who love angling, with all its associations and surroundings, no apology may be needed for inflicting on them in book form certain short articles which have mainly appeared in the columns of the Field. They are "Chats" rather than didactic deliverances, and are offered in the belief that much will be forgiven to a brother angler, since all that pertains to the beloved pastime has some interest, and the experiences of the poorest writer that ever recorded his views and fancies may haply strike some responsive note.

But to the outside world, to those who care nought for all we hold so dear, to those who would rank all fishermen as fools, and would classify them as Dr. Johnson was said to have done—to such these notes cannot appeal; they will regard them, not unnaturally perhaps, as yet one more addition, of a desultory kind, to an already overladen subject.

No form of sport has so enduring a charm to its votaries as angling. Its praises have been sung for centuries, from Dame Julia Berners to the present day. Once an angler, always an angler; years roll by only to increase the fervour of our devotion. It is a quiet, simple, unassuming kind of madness, without any of the excitement or the glamour of the race meeting or of the hunting field, and the love and the madness are incomprehensible and inexplicable to those who neither share them nor know them.