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LITERATURE.

FLY FISHERS BOOK.
_ , Ackermann, London, 1841.
itin7t7oint.hstanding Dr. Johnson's well-known
of angling, that it is " a stick and a
oihe.g„with a worm at one end and a fool at the
sores have
of the most eminentmen of modern
fo:t liave been anglers, and remarkable, too,
hutheireot going
gnsiastic attachment to the sport.
so far back as the days of old
14Walton, and his witty son-in-law, Cotton,
eackll2 aY. mention the philosophic Paley,
v!zte, author of the " Man of Feel-
Oil" • 40L :V
.0 ter Scott, Sir Humphrey Davy, James
whioStage Professor Wilson, and several others,
of
whom
do not at present occur to us,
d lor Zebedee were as zealous " fishers," as even
114 trasapary e himself. We cannot say that we ex-
. .2j
ere, koilnisYempathise with their enthusiasm for this
pro • To us, angling seems to be about as un-
las g4'oce raisin°. a
rth,bainOreii , bell e pursuit as a rational being can
.fie wit ngage in; for what can be more dull—
ouAY."' ,e at more d -
„t.,.,17410 its' }tours b 91orable, than to sit or stand for
h reSPeet4oo9, Or raj_ Y a river's side, exposed to heat, cold,
01* wat tarn, watching an artificial fly floating upon the
i be g
Chi 0714 A big m the hope that some time or other,
„ssg4o,,, fish may jump up and swallow the bait?
P tion soloocio
thiuriere can be no process of thought going on
T. able this tedious period, to beguile its intoler-
r e 9' Ole
the line,ofjei ta =exclusively
The angler must have his atten-
)asa„getwo „ fixed on his fly, or he will lose
af—Y chance of success. If he venture to cast a
o " `raY
• 41, glance at the landscape about him, to look
„, at
ht emerald
shifting clouds overhead, or admire the
at thete, emerald green of the grass in the mea-
abOve-11,,i,(10 "a where he may happen to be located, he
of the d' b
:!,,aettt e content to sacrifice to his love of the
,f resque every hope of cc a glorious nibble,”
,nofwtbbe
,114-11tghleiti: is a fine thing to read about, especially
of bovio,oo eloquent pages of Professor Wilson; but
to*, !Atli° to the novice who, seduced by such in-
eloquence, hurries away to the water's
lot a Pflfll, fir '4.118
d sad,- of ',with his " stick and string," expecting to
rte , ealse
all the pleasures which a poetic fancyhas
beard'. Co •
had 0100 dislared up! Ten to one he will be bitterly
Ewaptio,co 11,110inted; catch nothing but a cold ; get
l°!tadi 11, but a gnat-bite ;be gored, perhaps,
..eati-r°,0511.11 tntrosnAignant bull in his transit through an
tit I: foci, a pri :neadow ;be taken up for poaching in
L. Pkt
eg taw 40 gee, his da,,,,e stream; and, not improbably, finish
ioulf-1,, hole iv Senjo 3:men tin the stocks or the black-
vie.- dal)
s,Thinking thus disparagingly of the art of
now:11'410o we took up the volume before us,
sea -00#4,3. rence.tilscusses it at length, with great indiffe-
7iirtY. Qs) le" .liefor but had not hurried through many pages,
Lwl. 41110 telkFe we found that it was really well worth
in tbOY seeking—not so much for the practical know-
arried lffol itissie. that it brings to the subject, as for
)out 01;14' -41erolljelY, picturesque descriptions, and nu-
b a brat,, ' s characteristic anecdotes. The author,
of kial 102 clear, is an angler of the most zea-
,r, a gent 1)11; order, and resents, as little short of
A few ' the Phenrly, any ridicule that may be cast upon
R?:inonsiro art. He seems to think it the noblest and
„no to,ool ro: fascinating. of all rural sports ; and lays
• " peos Nth his directions for pursuing it skilfully,
a nos .
r PI 01 lit all the grave earnestness of a Solon.
at
strees2ror o Zoologist could detail the " habits of
de park cY he with more minuteness and precision.
aj,
_ls never weary of chaunting the praises
• ha°
lotwit
eel! alealmon ; eulogizes a trout with zeal
her in the bid l• discrimination ;is considerate towards
3Ured fogrteCbr ItOrdeillth and can n even say a good
okinCfbe risen:Tr pike, notwithstandin Asiats astonishing
whore" lolance to an attorney !
• tbe akiiinianner, we subjoin his account of a trial of
'itrek:obype.ti and and strength between a Welsh fisherman
scii(lo.o 0,. a salmon, which occurred in one of the
vag foe, p_atain rivers of North Wales t—
i.;s.well as I can remember, it was •
about five years
tier that just round the first point of the land on this side
itedbllto Ow jer, Tom was fishing one afternoon, and his reel
le; 10 4, lt w,."g loose, owing to the dryness of the string by which
itin`:..l?utiod to the rod (for he was poor and needy), he
rot 1104-", u It, rod and all, into the water, to increase its ten-
imt otlo hit 'I moisture; and during the operation, a little below
to ,hcanie up at his fly a monster of a salmon A complete
iterb?, tche';,an ! and to his (not the salmon's) great joy, Tom
p~ared ahs book fast in him. Away flew the fish, out whir-
soV ,i %. the line,
and offstarted Torn after them. Both fought
uesperation; one for life and liberty, the other for
417.0 Nizftrid glory. Long, too, they wrestled. At last, " Sir
sin needed breath, and turned to sulking—such "
Tom had never before, in all his experience, met
sulk
r oo 114,
' 0 tt, The fish lay, not like a mere log, but a rock I and
to 0.,
lthh a length of time, that Torn really feared the fish
ofenne, leaving his hook fast in a stump at the bottom
Pe of Atj titer, until a alight moion told him " all was right."
troe he pulled and tugged with all the force his tackle
41tein bear ; and at last, off started old silver-sides again.
t 46.4 was the battle renewed, sometimes in water, some-
-0.1 tines was
in air ; sometimes he took to the profundity ;
116 Iti„.10 was awakened from his awful slumber, and off he
,o, ttEn again ; then was he " bitted" under the very tip
1147,t0d ; and at last Tom " wore" him round the point,
tpre!yoo small boat. The shades of evening were then
/40.d71ng their hazy mantles over the valley. Eighteen
the of line then whizzed out, and were " paid" back.
Ae.,i gaff was brought out and screwed together; fourteen
st w
turn
were wanted, but were lent grudgingly ; an-
, 01en_,. or two—and the fish floated on his huge sides
[um Wound him back—wound him back to within a
tee yard of the gaff! Oh I what an awful moment. 1
monster gave ono languid struggle—and then the line
n!_ng loose to the rod ; the book bad slipped its bold,
'ing to the immense pressure ; and Tom sunk exhausted
4114 spiritless on the ground ! Thus teminated a struggle
tw
kteo hours and forty minuses ! and the fish Tom esti-
rt IEI at about 451bs. I his depth (through) appeared about
eeu inches, and his length about four feet ;* but he
never seen its like before or since.

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Since this anecdote was related to me, I have, by calcula-
),:t"Pon a general scale, proved that such would be about the
'lBl4 of the fish here alluded to.

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0.21 ENGLISH MINERAL SPRINGS.
Whittaker, London, 1841.
tiolhere is much serviceable, practical informa-
v: Packed up in a small compass in this little
16s' ,4111 e which treats cleverly and concisely 01
Ie different mineral springs in England, of their
tolliar properties, the circumstances under
leh they should be taken, and the regimen
,tbthat
should be adopted while taking them. The
Tyter on bathing, however, is the best, for it
vo,:le most in detail, and the subject is one in
tit the majority of readers are greatly inte-

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BRITISH MISCELLANY.
AhSong the contributors to this Miscellany we
er Mr. Leigh Hunt—always welcome as a
I.t'e and an essayist—who exhibits to great ad-
. io,,,litage in a graceful little article on the tempt-
clas, subject " Epithalamiums and Wedding-
offs." If not a very profound, Mr. Hunt is
SAl`% a very subtle thinker, especially on matters
dh g'ested by the sensibilities, of which the sub-
,"ed truthful passage is an instance in point.
%Or stern, abstract, hard-headed reasoners will,
lyi-bsuspect, be somewhat perplexed by it, but it
th" touch a chord in the breasts of all who have
i,,! Slightest glimmering of fancy in their na-
tv,e The first marriage ceremony at which
ever attended, was during our child-
, ; and we remember being astonished at our
tio-tiag into a corner apart, and pouring out
0(18 of tears. it was an evidence of that re-
A I.Kable intuition which resides in the feelings,
ti Which every body must have observed in
aheinselves who have thought about the matter—
at knowledge, as it were, without knowledge,
pf intellectual perception without consciousness
hi, the critical reasons for feeling as we do,
th'g before we can give any account of
ail in. All uncritical people have it at
0T times more or less, at all times
life. Infants have it when they reci-
tbtkate practical jests and arch looks, before
twer,Y can speak. It is nature's reasoning; and
'"Y to one, if it could speak, would beat 11°1-
1-I,lv that of the critics, considering how diverted
01,11 pure reason they are apt to be by a hull-
ed so 1- •t. irrelevancies." The only re-
p its ica
the"( that disturbs the sentiment, and weakens
• 14 °rce of this passage, is where the author al-
. 14es to his childish astonishment at his grief.
t.Q44l,vas not astonished, as a boy, at his appa-
io`lY causeless tears ; he wept, without know-
age y,' or caring vvhy ; reasoning, at such an
olle and under such circumstances, was wholly
°t. the question; it is as a man and a meta-
thPician that he is astonished ; and it is this
ceiv has set him on the task of inquiry. De-
tc'd by memory, Mr. Hunt has evidently- con-
nse
a his past, with his present feelings.
!)1 • ,ours with the Old Poets" is a critical notice
),a-titnund Bolton, a pastoral poet, who flourished
11,11 e age of Elizabeth. The criticism is neat
N..itist7 " British Orators" discusses the cha-
• 4Zr of Lord Chatham, but it tells us nothing,
%its ‘,ve did not know before. " Agnes Hamil-
Ls a passable story by Mr. Hemming Webb.
Loiv
.4 'CION AND EDINBURGH MAGAZINE,
qds. this Magazine is not more than eight weeks
'4)4.4, is somewhat premature to give a decided
tl~e'un about it; we may state, however, that
beibre us is a very far one, eon
iii(lorfinter alia, an amusing description of
on a Wet Day."

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\.4I‘II•ACKIVOOD'S LADY'S MAGAZINE.
irt have several articles here, grave and gay,
tttatet(ise as well as in verse, happily suited to the_c
qtiet'3, of fair readers, who, we suppose, are t
4 q(t suPPorters of the Magazine. There is alsoh
\thi,h4,r landscape sketch Of a scene in Germany,
is well enoTaved by Saunders.
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A r—''s 800 K OF MAR TY R S.—P4RT Ir.
0c)i) Publication of a work full of horrors, which
Iless atigue the reader by their intolerable sail-w-
-its 4 The
; work was once highly popular, but
that tic S Past. We do not anticipate, therefore,
ktiel, is republication of it will be attended with 4 slecess