Whose name is so tunefully brief.
May your rule be productive of peace,
Like that of our good Captain Reece,
And no murmur, no οτοτοτοι
Be raised over General Oi!
THE BRITISH TARPON.
By our Piscatorial Expert.
I have read with great interest, tempered by a little disappointment, the article of Mr. F.A. Mitchell-Hedges on "Big Game Fishing in British Waters," in The Daily Mail of September 1st. He tells us of his experiences in catching the "tope," a little-known fish of the shark genus which may be caught this month at such places as Herne Bay, Deal, Margate, Ramsgate, Brighton and Bournemouth, where he has captured specimens measuring 7½ feet long within two hundred-and-fifty yards of the shore.
Personally I have a great respect for the tope and for the topiary art, but I cannot help regretting that Mr. Mitchell-Hedges has omitted all mention of another splendid fish, the stoot, which visits our shores every year in the late summer and may be caught at places as widely distant as Barmouth and Great Yarmouth, Porthcawl and Kylescue.