ILLUSTRATIONS FROM PHOTOGRAPHS BY MARTHA PRENTICE STRONG are carefully preserved, and are chiefly under lease in connection with the grouse or deer forests, and one is rarely let without the other. Good stretches of water attached to the leases of various inns are available, some free to guests, while others command a considerable payment in addition to hotel charges. Fishing associations also, such as the 66 Hebridean," which controls the Blackwater " in the Isle of Harris; another which controls the Esk and Liddle, and another in Taynuilt which commands some of the best pools on the Awe, having as their object the freeing of the rivers from nets and preserving them for angling with the fly, furnish fishing privileges. The price of the sport differs greatly on different rivers. On some, cards for the day, week, month, or season are issued. Others are divided into beats," such as on the Awe, extending from near the outlet of Loch Awe six or seven miles. A stretch of about two miles on the upper end along the northern bank is attached to the lease of the Dalmally Hotel, and may be fished at five pounds a week. On the Erne fishing rights may be had at four pounds. a day, and on the Tay the price is six pounds a day. In the island of Lewis, the scene of William Black's "Princess of Thule," is the famous river Grimersta, reached by steamer from Mallaig to Stornoway, and a drive of seventeen miles to a small lodge accommodating five fishermen. Notwithstanding its inaccessibility, the fishing privilege, including board and transportation between the lodge and pools, and the services of two ghillies, commands thirty pounds a week; but at these figures the fishing is far less expensive than leasing a stretch of water. It is a charming Highland nook through. FROM THE PICTURESQUE HILLS THE DOCHART WATERS GLIDE which the Orchy sweeps in picturesque The stretch open to the guests of Dalmally Inn is known as the Breadalbane waters, which have yielded in the past, as they are likely to do in the future, lordly specimens of the noble fish weighing the scales at fifty pounds, while those of forty or more are not considered rare. Think of the exploit of my ghillie, who on one occasion hooked and landed unaided a fish of forty-three pounds! On the walls of the inn alluring photographs of Awe salmon of fifty pounds weight, according to the record, will arouse enthusiasm. The ride to the pools will afford ever-increasing pleasure, wending through the pass of Brander along the shores of Loch Awe, with Killchurn Castle, the ancient seat of the Breadalbane Campbells, on a point of land near the head of the loch, and Ben Creuachan rising abruptly from the opposite bank where the rushing Awe receives the waters of the loch, every foot of ground associated with the days of Bruce and Rob Roy, the MacGregor clan and Bruces' warfare, and the persecution, the MacGregors would say, of the Campbells, and the depredations, the Campbells would say, of the MacGregors. At every turn are splendid vistas of loch and river, the precipitous side of some Ben rising sheer from the shore, bare of tree or shrub, clad only in its robe of heather. Nothing will relieve the solitude of the moorlands unless it be the tiny white specks here and there indicating grazing sheep; and maybe the shepherd boy and his collie keeping their lonely watch will be seen, while occasionally will pass along a game-keeper patrolling his |