I shall never forget the shock with which I read in the "Scotsman," under
"Angling," the following paragraph:
"Tweed.--Strange Death of an Angler.--An unfortunate event has cast a
gloom over fishers in this district. As Mr. K---, the keeper on the B---
water, was busy angling yesterday, his attention was caught by some
object floating on the stream. He cast his flies over it, and landed a
soft felt hat, the ribbon stuck full of salmon-flies. Mr. K--- at once
hurried up-stream, filled with the most lively apprehensions. These were
soon justified. In a shallow, below the narrow, deep and dangerous
rapids called 'The Trows,' Mr. K--- saw a salmon leaping in a very
curious manner. On a closer examination, he found that the fish was
attached to a line. About seventy yards higher he found, in shallow
water, the body of a man, the hand still grasping in death the butt of
the rod, to which the salmon was fast, all the line being run out. Mr.
K--- at once rushed into the stream, and dragged out the body, in which
he recognised with horror the Hon. Houghton Grannom, to whom the water
was lately let. Life had been for some minutes extinct, and though Mr.
K--- instantly hurried for Dr. ---, that gentleman could only attest the
melancholy fact. The wading in 'The Trows' is extremely dangerous and
difficult, and Mr.
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