gave Webb employment. With Scott he soon made a progress which proved of mutual advantage to both. Webb assisted Scott for several years; after which he was employed by Mr. PITTMAN for the SPORTING MAGAZINE, in which work will be found some beautiful specimens of the art. He had likewise tried painting, and would no doubt have succeeded in that part of the art if circumstances had thrown employment in his way. Two plates from his own pictures, one of Dray Horses, and a River Scene, will be found in our volumes. But, however excellent he was in art, his decided inclination was mechanics, and he would loiter about a steam-engine for hours with an eager gratification. Had this turn of mind been encouraged, he would never have been known as an artist. Webb published a work relative to mechanical power, and this led to an interview with Dr. Birkbeck, which was flattering to the author. His close application and anxiety of mind laid the foundation of a disease, which was progressive, and ultimately and suddenly took away his life. The disease was ossification of the heart, and some of its neighbouring parts. Webb's habits were temperate, his manners retiring and taciturn, negligent in dress and outward adornment--a rough unpolished diamond. With an intimate friend he would sometimes indulge in a quiet vein of humour on men and manners which never amounted to ill-nature; nor had he the least taint of spleen in his composition.

Lord Mountcharles's Caliban, by Catton, engaged in the Derby, died on the 16th of May at Newmarket, of inflammation on the lungs.

Guido, by Peter Lely, purchased by Mr. Sowerby at the late Mr. Clifton's sale at Lytham Hall for 500gs. was taken ill at Chesterfield on Monday the 13th of May, on his way to Newmarket, and died the following Wednesday of inflammation.

He

was engaged in the Gold Cups at Manchester, Preston, and Newton, the Stand Cup at Liverpool, and a Piece of Plate and the Peover Stakes at Knutsford.

Tom Reynolds, the pugilist, died at his house in Dublin on the 15th, in his 41st year. He was an Irishman by birth, having been ushered into this sublunary world at Middleton, county Armagh, and, after the defeat of Byrne by Jem Ward for the Championship (see vol. iii. S.S. Sport. Mag. p. 306), opened a lush crib in Dublin, where he was highly respected. His feats in the Ring were not numerous; but he was successful in his combats with Aby Belasco the Jew, Church, and Johnson the Canterbury champion: he afterwards beat Simmonds at Macclesfield, and Dunn in Ireland: but though these exhibitions were sufficient to establish his fame as a second-rate artist, he was better known in the Fancy as Master of the Ceremonies to Jack Langan and Simon Byrne, both of whom he ushered into public life. If Frosty-faced Fogo was considered the Poet of the Ring, poor Tom was the best prose inditer, and was frequently employed as a scribe in all matters of literary differences and epistolary correspondence by those he patronised.

PUGILISM.

It will be remembered that at the last Stafford Assizes Brown of Bridgnorth recovered a verdict of 2001. (the battle-money) against Mr. Beardsworth, as the stakeholder in his match with Sampson at Doncaster, the Brum having given up the whole Stakes to his townsman Sampson, though the latter was decidedly beaten. This was generally admitted at the time, and confirmed at the trial. On the commencement of Easter Term judgment was given against Mr. B. for the battle-money and costs, amounting to 3631. 15s. " which was followed by an execution against his person, goods, and chattels." As a Rowland for an Oliver," Brown's Attorney nailed the defendant as publicly as he could, by seizing Mr. Beardsworth's horse Ludlow, on Friday in the Chester races, just as he was about to be saddled for the Palatine. Stakes of 50 sovs. each, 13 subs. The browns were consequently forked out, after which Ludlow won the Stakes, beating Kitty Fisher, Jemina, and Maid of Honour.

IBBING is resorted to in those rivers much crowded on their margin with trees and over-hanging bushes, where it is very difficult, and in many rivers utterly impossible to throw the artificial fly with any success from the banks. The angler should be provided with a rod sixteen or eighteen feet in length, rather stiff than pliant, and a line sufficiently strong to bear the weight of a heavy fish, as it frequently occurs that the landing-net cannot be used owing to the height of the bank from the water, consequently the fish must be weighed out. Dibbing is very destructive both to trout and chub, and many fine fish are taken by this mode of sporting. The natural flies are mostly used-the May, the Oak, Fern, Bluebottle, or any other fly that can be readily procured. Great caution is necessary to evade the fish's sight, as without this caution no sport can be expected. In very hot weather the finest fish lurk under the shade of

trees, moving gently round, expecting and watching the insects falling froin the leaves. The rod and line should be quietly introduced through any opening that can be observed, where the line will not be likely to entangle in boughs or reeds. The fly should just touch the surface of the water, endeavoring to give it by action all the appearance of a fly in distress, sometimes raising it a little from the water, and hopping the fly again on the surface. If a trout is near, he will come boldly at it; but a chub often will cautiously eye the bait. It is then necessary to move the fly a few inches forward, and this, if well managed, is certain destruction. The rod should be held as nearly horizontal as possible, lengthening or shortening the line as occasion may require. The artificial fly with a natural one on the point of the hook is sometimes used. Early in the morning and late in the evening are the best times to secure sport.

SIR,

....by his quick eye, active person, and promptitude, having the well-regulated London police, the constables, and other organized persons under his command, so that man, woman, or child (not having gaming propensities) are as safe as if in bed at home. At the same time he is so affable and so good, that the high-minded owner of a race horse, his groom, his jockey, nay, even a jockey-boy, are equally attended to, and the latter, if possible, with as great or greater kindness than the first. By his admirable regulations, all money-payments are enforced on the day according to the articles; and all prizes won may be received within the hour. If such things make a good Steward, then such a one is Baron de Teissier.

The veteran Earl of Derby sat in