Tales of Fishes

Whilst the greatest effort has been made to ensure the quality of this text, due to the historical nature of this content, in some rare cases there may be minor issues with legibility. We trolled up the river and down, across from one rush-lined lily-padded Shore to the other, for miles and miles with never a strike. But I was con tent, for over me had been cast the dreamy, care dispelling languor of the South.