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    HARJEFIELD COPPER-WORKS .

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    With the return of summer during the last two months—a second summer in one English year , therein summer generally does but once show us an untrustfulface—with this unexpected return of warmth and brightness , naturally returned our love of the country , its fine air , its pleasant scenes , and

    healthy sports . We therefore resolved to go a-fishing , albeit pur skill to catch is of a degree that need not alarm the sensibilities pf any member of the " Animals' Friend Society . " But does not even Izaak Walton entitle his great work

    * The Complete Angler — or Contemplative Man ' s Recreation ; being a Discourse on Rivers , Fish-ponds , &c . And was nothis co-writer and fellowangler Cotton , the translator oi the philosophic Montaigne ? Jlence , we regard a rod and line as an excellent excuse for meditating in the open air , without incurring the charge

    tention to business . Truth to speak , our experiences in this way , limited as they are , would tend to confirm the possibility of such an occurrence , since we have as often caught a fish - by the tail as the head , to say nothing of how frequently he has presented himself hanging bv one fin , like a Fakir ,

    " The trout , " says the inspired Izaak Walton , " is a fish highly valued , both in this , and foreign nations . He may be justly said , as the old poet said of wine , and we English say of venison , to be a generous fish : a fish that is so like the buck , that he also has his seasons ; for it is observed that he comes in and goes out of season with

    the stag and the buck . " We never caught a trout . Thomson , somewhere in his heavy poem of the c Seasons , ' designates this generous buck of a fish , as the quich-eyed trout . " That , no doubt , is the precise reason why , on our return from what we are pleased to designate " a fishing excursion , " We were never favoured with hjs

    of eccentricity and abstraction , while ,, at the same time , we pre able to flatter ourselves with being by no means idle . We are most seriously engaged in watching a jaunty float , and the glitter of the w ater with its myriad of dancing flies , and we , entertain moreover a latent

    company home , nor indeed by a " bite , " when seated at the sport . Some troufc-fiahers , we are informed , never sit down , nor stick their rod into the bank , to see what good-luck may do for them . But the reader will have perceived from the outset that we usie a poetic licence in these matters , which is no doubt anti-piscatory in many of

    notion that sopae excessively Stupid or excessively accommodating- fish will politely perch himself upon our hook to pi ^ oye our great skill and at-

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  • Monthly Repository (1806-1838) and Unitarian Chronicle (1832-1833), Nov. 1, 1837, page 334, in the Nineteenth-Century Serials Edition (2008; 2018) ncse.ac.uk/periodicals/mruc/issues/vm2-ncseproduct1837/page/38/