Richmond daily Whig. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1842-1861, 1843-05-05
IRON TIA SPIRIT OF rHE TIMES.
THE ANGLERS CHRONICLE.
Original essay ON Angling.

Say what may OF this spring time sport it is thai
combines sentiment and philosophy with it, delight. There
j. beauty and mystery the deep waters which allure
the professor OF the line and rod, To unmtgaed eSetons
the very doubt which lives the heart Away the
"whcabout OF the tenants OF the brook and and
pond perhaps only realization OF the charms OF those
tabled Sirens which rst led many voyager among rocks
and whirlpools.
With respect this timc-honored SPORT which, indeed
number its followers among the best and brightest o
oil lands, II has seemed To strange thing that
this wicked world, be found cold and bi-
gotcd to hint that harm may from it, that the
smallest seed of cruelty lives IN its fruit Yet such have
been And such have dccred the quiet, blessed solitary
employment OF angling though the precursor of
heavy crimes and the manifest first step the gallows-
For such men have respect, and would them
with basketball OF uncounted CLAIMS.
But article upon Angling, is place wherein
dugc the ebuons of feeling, allow self fall
TO spenetic mood II any pastime the face of the
GARTH the bosom OF the water quiet and calm
into propnety ofphrase conduct, let know H.
and will take upon myself learn the mysteries OF that
sport lcaunot pen line upon Angling without be-
ing conscious that my soul mirored the muudnous
charms and OF forests, tes, brawng brooks, and
damp ccesscs,-nor without hearing the minds the
huul OF the s,aying breezcthc mild moduatons
OF the harpng plne,opshe ripple OF the wayethe plunge
OF the king fisher the distant OF WATERFALL
Angling OF ITSELF is nothing, comparatively, unless the nat
sire the shade and the rich OF overhangng boughs
the shifting chcQuoT-work of sun and leaf shadow upon
the grassy slope You desire the SKY above you be Of
that light grey moe which speaks Of quetude in the
gons Of upper air, and cascade rock, an humble
cottage lie sleeping IN the gistenng distance, all
the better tor the disciple OF dear old lzaak Walton whose
heart pure the ouistream, and musical the
touch OF nature are the strings of the oan to the I'm
gers OF the wind.
ter and musician Impossible else that he should take
the meanderng stream with line and reel, lie
must have eye the prmvely beautiful, It exists
ready formed under the hand the Universal Father and
for the combinations Of beauty which and hui
and accidental circumstances fling his woodland
path Above all must he have an car for music and the
a. of
threads golden through the intemnging usru-
mcniaiion of Natures "Wohd.O Opera" \ whose
pulses flow after such Sort the parsonage designed for
Angler. He born one and few throws of the lima
few flies made by him, and three killed. and
he has builded something oi superstciure upon that
splendid base of which the the human soul
Such may be trusted II your friend be angler
after this keep ham. Make him YOU than the
apple of your eve. Ii woman's husband be such
gler she may look for kind Instrumentation pleasant face
in the famiy'-tor who loves home aud children
for compan who will hold on" like "John Anderson:
my 10, John, becoming agreeable time
and putting phases OF aectonae bearing with
gray hor. Never foil such husband. Ii he take his
rod in the early morning, oh wife, that his basket be
rimy and neatly packed. Show the CAREFUL kind house
wery of your nature. Speak 10 him, through nice ed
bes when he shall be far away from the cottage home,
lone with God and Nature. Thus shalt thou teach his
heart 10 play its most deectabe and quiet tune, until,
the day fades and evening grows apace he shall tread the
base of long shadow homewnrd and whisper
the music OF n cherished love.
Mother, II thou hast given much angling" vex
MOI my hea rest ne heeect MS business Tor be assured ne
will never neglect thee! Look, also, 10 him among
men, calm, phosophc, steady man-one that turncth
aside for irvoues-one that loveh asroo-
gers love the bright that whisper of pleasant
mysteries, and sway the tides Of the heart like miniature
moons. Let him angle! When he comeih home, there
will be the fragrance of thyme and rosemary upon his feet
sandals, but there will also from his gushiag heart the
sweet incense Of affection, pure, indebted and dceciaby
grateful. Maiden, let thy lover go the "ange" lie will
remmo thee Ikea bee laden with soft ianccs Of the woods
and blooming meads. TRERLA.
"NOfe by The Editor of the Sprif."-Therc, "Sylya.
nus Swnnquill," let you beat that When old Kit
North reads II, he will say OF Teba" hc did OF another
American newspaper writer, that 'the is pre-eminenty
above his business"