The Argosy — page 316: what you’re looking at

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Among the Welsh. 297 and the boats running to and from Ireland. At night the harbour is lighted up by electricity, and great pathways of light are thrown across the water. ‘These seem to attract the fish, for men throw their lines into them and have capital sport. One fisherman I watched seemed to catch eels as fast as he threw in his line, and in less than an hour walked off with a full basket. It formed quite a weird and picturesque scene. Under the blaze of the lamps it was bright as day ; the men stood out, their faces lighted up by the glare until every play and expression of feature was visible. All this only increased the surrounding darkness. ar down the harbour might be traced the ————————— rs —— ~~ ee ee —— en = ———— ——————— = ————— — SOUTH STACK. line ot boats by their hghts, and these, and distant voices shouting out some order and startling the air, were the only visible or audible signs of a stirring world. About eleven o’clock that night, the Irish boat slowly steamed up the harbour and came alongside. She was crowded with passengers, and the glare of the electric light proved only too plainly that for many of them the passage had been a very mauvais quart d’heure. Trains were in waiting, and the way in which many of the travellers sank into their soft cushions and became total eclipses, told its own tale. For a time everything was noise, bustle and confusion : people running about frantically ; losing each other only to find each other again; struggling at the small platform bar for refreshment ; rushing back on board for parcels and baggage forgotten. Many of th> 1 COnnicloooks (SO