months equal sport, would produce the enormous total of 24,024! The fish here are of a very indifferent quality; black exterior, clumsy headed, and the flesh soft, white, and insipid. In the deepest parts of the lake char are caught, a fish which we have been led to consider as exclusively confined to the lakes in Cumberland, At the lower end of the lake, where the bottom is more clean and gravelly, the trout are something of a better quality, and of brighter tints; however, it is the amusement of taking them which the angler looks for, and therein he is not disappointed.

"On our return to Round-wood, we found prepared for us a most comfortable dinner, the more perhaps that it was simple. Excellent, white, and tender chick→ ens, delicate bacon, fresh greens, dry potatoes, dressed in their coats, by far the better mode, and the addition of a few trout and char, constituted our repast. To quote the words of our venerated and admired mas ter of the angle, old Isaac, I warrant you we made a good, honest, wholesome, hungry dinner,' and, as he adds, I am certain of this, that I have been at very many costly dinners, that have not afforded me half the content. Our drink was tolerable Wicklow ale, a beverage which I am told has very much declined in quality, and what I by no means expected in such a place, we had a bottle of excellent old port. Whiskey punch

supplied the remainder of our potation.

Our abbreviating waiteress was as attentive as the night before,

and as amusing and peculiar in her dialect.

CHAP. VI.

The late Provost of Eton College, Sir Henry Wotton, (a man with whom I have often fished and conversed) a man whose foreign employments in the service of the nation, and whose experience, learning, wit, and cheerfulness, made his company to be esteemed one of the delights of mankind-this man, was also a most dear lover, and a frequent practiser of the art of angling; of which he would say, 'it was an employment for his idle time, which was not then idly spent; for angling was, after tedious study, a rest to his mind, a cheerer of his spirits, a deliverer of sadness, a calmer of unquiet thoughts, a moderator of passions, a procurer of contentedness; and, "that it begat habits of peace and patience in those that professed and practised it. Indeed, my friend, you will find angling to be like the virtue of humility, which has a calmness of spirit, and a world of other blessings attending upon it? But come, I'll lead you to an honest alehouse, where we shall find a cleanly room, lavender in the windows, and twenty ballads stuck about the wall."

ISAAC WALTON.

SOME, but we trust very few, of our readers, may consider as inapt the association of the statesman, Sir Henry Wotton, with the enjoyments of the homely 'honest alehouse; and may hold in contempt the conneeting link the love of angling. The association is, however, one which philosophy and wisdom would make, and in the humbler member of that association find, perhaps, a greater, procurer of contentedness.' But that pride is disposed to entertain no memorial

but such as feeds it, we should find many a child of fortune-many a favored son of greatness, taking refuge from the buckram bondage of his station, in the simple relaxations of homely unconstrained enjoyment. It is the province of philosophy, and, above all, that which has its spring and foundation in christian humility, to reconcile the extremes of grandeur and simplicity— to divest the one of its gorgeous trappings, the other of its discouraging plainness, and place them both on the sweet and composing level of gospel equalitythat to which the hour of christian dissolution will reduce every faithful believer-the sceptered monarch, and his meanest subject-the man of authority, and the man of service. We shall probably be considered straying out of our subject, and passing the limits of appropriate fitness; but there are circumstances in the domestic experience of every writer, which occasionally tinctures his subject; which appears to him too unimportant to explain, but which, explained, would amply justify his aberrations to hearts acknowledging the obligations of duty and affection, of nature and of truth. Let us suppose a random illustration-a chance picture of those affections. A heart, old in the world, but never seared by its contact; long and far removed from the objects of its first and best affections, but never forgetful of them; to which opportunity denied all it would have yielded to duty, and to which duty, in its fullest performance, was felt a defective virtue; let this man be supposed comparatively favored of fortune, and raised by her hand, but never

exalted above the influence of filial love, and reverence, and duty. See him, after the lapse of many years, revisit the scenes of his childhood. Let his eyes catch the course of that stream which first inspired and exercised his love of the angle, and whose banks his feet had trodden many a truant hour. Imagine what the associations of his mind will be-his parent home, his buoyant youth, and every well remembered spot of rural enjoyment. What do these lead to-what end in? A desolate hearth, stranger faces, a vannished or receding generation, and the grave of his parents? Then, say, if such a man be not prepared for the philosophy of the gospel, and disposed to find his most exalted consolation in the promise of the fifth commandment.

We confess that this is rather a serious introduction to the division of Mr. GREENDRAKE's excursion that follows, but our readers know that angling is a contemplative amusement, and we hope will excuse us, that, being 'I'the vein,' we have indulged it. We last left our anglers reposing at the little auberge in Round-wood, what follows, they will, themselves, describe :

"On calling for our boots, the next morning, we had a further specimen of Judy's style-'See here, said my companion, how badly our boots have been cleaned'. "I beg a thousand pardons, Gents. To be sure, it is but an apol for a pol (an apology for a polish)—but then, dears, you have the consola (consolation) that it will be all the same in an hour or two.' The answer was

conclusive, and satisfied my friend; the want of Day and Martin's japanning was forgotten, and we laughed at Judy's apol for pol. Having breakfasted, we proceeded to

LOCH-DAN,

by a pleasant road, of a mile and a half distance. On the way we perceived some comfortable farm-houses and well disposed farms, and I learn that the mountain or hill farmers throughout Ireland are, in general, the most thriving and comfortable: they get the land cheaper, and on longer tenures, than the rich low lands are set for; they are, in consequence, enabled to improve their farms and their houses, and have an interest in the improvements. On the contrary, where the soil is rich, and abundantly productive, the avaricious and improvident landlord taxes, in more than a proportionate degree, the bounty of nature; and the man who works the soil, pines, exhausted and spiritless, amidst the plenty which he raises around him. At the lake we were obligingly accommodated with a boat, the joint property of two reverend gentlemen, good and genuine brothers of the angle ; the one of the established, the other of the church of Rome. I am decidedly of opinion, that, above all other amusements, angling, from its quiet, innocent, and reflective nature, tends to allay the unkind propensities of the human mind, and disposes the affections to general benevolence and philanthropy, and to that tolerant and charitable spirit, always the result of deep