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who ranks among the first of British landscape-painters, and the rest by the author, all engraved by W. R. Smith ; and thirty-nine exquisite wood-cuts, drawn by W. Harvey, J. Sambourne, G. Hilditch, Miss Sambourne, Sir F. Chantrey, and Mr. T. C. Hofland, and engraved by Landells, Vasey, Thompson, Burrows, Byfield, and Wright and Folkard <a host of talent, and standing too high in their profession to need other eulogy than the mere announcement of their names.
Mr. Hofland not only argues on the antiquity of angling-quoting from the Book of Job and the Prophet Amosmbut proves that the learned and good of past and present times, persons pre-eminently distinguished for amenity of temper and piety of life, have been lovers of the gentle art-and among those of our own times quotes Sir Humphrey Davy, Sir F. Chantrey, Sir Anthony Carlisle, Professor Wilson, and the late Sir John Soane : and subsequently gives the following names, forming the Stockbridge Club in 1838, as alone sufficient to answer the sneering and prejudiced caviller, or those whose morbid sensibility may have been awakened by the poetic vituperations of Lord Byron, or the exaggerated descriptions of the clever Horace Smith:"-The Earl of Hardwicke, Lord Saltoun, Sir F. Chantrey, Sir Hussey Vivian, Rev. F. Bendon, Colonels Long and Mudge, and E. Barnard, J. Jarratt, G. W. Norman, F. Pepham, R. Purn, H. Warburton, and W. H. Whitbread, Esqrs.
“ The studious man (continues our Author), of whatever profession, although perfectly conscious of the necessity of air and exercise to the preservation of health, has seldom sufficient resolution to tear himself from his accustomed pursuits without some powerful stimulus to action, and, therefore, any pleasurable recreation that may induce exercise, and lead the sedentary to the enjoyment of a pure air, breathing over woods, and meadows, and waters, cannot fail to be beneficial : and I am not acquainted with any amusement in which this advantage can be enjoyed without considerable alloy, except the diversion of angling. Few poets and painters have been fox-hunters (for these sports are unfit for the studious), but many have been anglers: the witty, companionable, and gentle Gay, and the imaginative and philosophic Thompson, have often tried their art to 'tempt the tenant of the brook ;' and in our own day (as already noticed) the unequalled sculptor, the distinguished artist, and many of the Sons of Song,' delight in that quiet, yet interesting sport, which calls for vigilance and observation, and procures exercise and excitement, without necessarily inducing fatigue beyond the demands of health and safety."
Having thus given our Author's defence of Angling, we can only observe that the volume before us is compiled by a Professor who delights “ to teach the young idea how to FISH,” embracing extensive information on all subjects connected with Angling, abounding in accurate detail and clear description of places and things, and illustrating by his pencil the scenes of his “innocent, entertaining, and healthful pursuit.” The volume is a thick one, containing 410 pages, but there is not one that could be omitted in any Chapter without injury to the whole.
Mr. Hofland dates his initiation in the Piscatory Art to a very early period of life:
When I was a boy, and living at Nottingham, I frequently accompanied to the river Trent a gentleman who was fond of fishing for salmon from the bridge. He used to stand within the recess of a pier, and baited with two lob-worms ; he had a bullet on his line about twelve inches above the hook, with at least eighty yards of line on his reel. He dropped his bait into the deep eddies, or pools, near the starlings; and in this manner he frequently caught large barbel, and sometimes a salmon. On one occasion, when I was only nine years old, I followed him to the bridge, and after I had patiently watched him for two or three hours, without seeing a fish caught, he gave the rod into my hands, shewing me how to support it on the bridge, and telling me, if I felt a tug at the line, to let it run freely, and not to touch the reel, but to call out loudly, that either the toll-bar keeper or himself might come to my assistance. He then went to a public-house at a short distance from the turnpike-house for refreshment, and had not been gone many minutes, when, to my great surprise and delight, I felt two smart strokes at the line, which then ran out furiously, whilst I called out lustily to the extent of my voice, and soon both my friend and the gate-keeper came to my assistance. They were just in time to turn the fish before it had run out the extent of the line : a boat was procured, and assistance given on the water to the angler on the bridge, and, after nearly an hour's labor and anxiety, the fish was landed, and proved to be a salmon, in beautiful condition, weighing eighteen pounds and a half; so that I may say (in one sense) I caught a salmon at nine years of age-a circumstance which undoubtedly greatly fed my passion for angling, and might have been the foundation for my becoming a great salmon-fisher ; but circumstances have prevented me from having much practice in this noble branch of the art.
We must conclude our notice of this delightful volume with the following extract:
When I visited Loch Awe, in the year 1835, I met an intelligent Highlander (of course in that district a Campbell), who related an anecdote, connected with the weight of a salmon, that Í shall repeat, and leave my reader to his own share of credence.
A tall, stout, young Campbell, from Glenorchy, celebrated for his success as a salmon-fisher, left his native glen for the river Awe, which runs from the Loch of that name to Loch Etive, through a narrow ravine at the foot of the mighty Ben Crauchan. The bed of this river is stony, and in many parts the water is rapid and turbulent, but it subsides occasionally into deep pools, which are the favorite resorts of large fish. Our experienced Highlander reached a well-known deep of this description, with a strong eighteen feet rod and an immense wooden pirn, on which were wound eighty yards of strong line, and had only cast his fly a second time when he struck a fish. The fish ran out his line with such furious rapidity that he was obliged to follow with his utmost speed over rocks and stones, and frequently through the water also ; for he soon found that he had no chance whatever of turning his fish until they should reach a broad deep pool, above a mile below him.
At this haven he at length arrived, much exhausted with fatigue ; not so the fish, for he seemed to be as vigorous as ever ; and the angler, on finding he had room to try his skill and the strength of his tackle, soon recovered his spirits, when, as if in derision of both, the fish, after a violent plunge or two, took to the bottom, and there remained immovable, sting every effort to rouse him. Suddenly, however, he again ran up the stream, carry. ing the Highlander after him through the same rugged route, to the imminent peril of life and limb, till he reached the pool where he was first struck. After a short struggle, in which the angler so far succeeded as to turn the fish down the stream, or, rather, submitted to be himself taken
down, and that, as before, in no gentle fashion, they reached the deep pool once more, when, after a few fruitless efforts on the part of the Highlander, the fish again took to the bottom, where he lay in the most dogged sullenness, defying all the power of his enemy to draw him from his retreat.
Night was now coming on, and even our hardy angler was exhausted by his long contest : he therefore sate down between the two rocks on the bank of the river, in a secure place, and determined to rest there till certain fishermen arrived, as was their custom at break of day, from whom he might obtain assistance. He fixed his rod in security, and contrived that his pirn should give out the line freely, and then placed the line between his teeth ; so that, if the fish should leave the bottom, the running of the line might awaken him. In this situation he slept soundly till three in the morning, at which time the fishermen found him—the rod and line were undisturbed, and the fish still at the bottom ; but the Highlander was now awake, and, with the assistance of the friends in question, he soon succeeded, with their nets, in capturing this doughty fish, which proved to be a finc salmon, weighing seventy-four pounds.
Mr. Hofland says, the largest salmon he ever heard of in the London market, was in the possession of Mr. Grove, of Bond Street it weighed eighty-three pounds.
We are happy to find that a Society has been formed for the preservation of the breed of fish in the Thames, which has been carried into effect by the appointment of water-bailiffs for the protection of the fish during the fence months, and for the preservation of the deeps granted by the City of London for the exclusive purpose of angling.
NOMINATIONS FOR THE JULY AND THE CHESTERFIELD
STAKES AT NEWMARKET,
ACCEPTANCES FOR THE GOOD WOOD STAKES.
THE JULY STAKES.
Lord Albemarle's b. c. Cambyses, by Camel out of Antiope.
Spigot's dam (wrong nomination).
Lord Orford's c. by Velocipede out of Goldpin.
THE CHESTERFIELD STAKES.
Lord Albemarle's ch. c. The Orphan, by Actæon out of Clansman's dam.
Spigot's dam (wrong nomination).
THE GOODWOOD GOLD CUP.
Mr. R. Garrard na. Mr. St. Paul's Galewood, by Lottery, 6 yrs.
Colonel Peel's Ion, by Cain, 4 yrs.
Mr. W. Theobald na. Calmuck, by Zinganee, 6 yrs.
Lord Suffield did not name. K Mr. Theobald's br. g. The Major is improperly named for the Cup, and is consequently disqualified. His proper pedigree is, Br. g. The Major, by Camel ; dam, Lodoiska by Sir Roger; grandam, Berezina by Smolensko; great grandam, by Sancho, 4 yrs.
ACCEPTANCES FOR THE GOODWOOD STAKES.
Mr. J. D. Shafto na. b. g. The Potentate, by Langar, aged, 9st. 2/b.