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wind-and-just a turn of the wrist,-you've Indian twist, can circumvent the sturdy struck him well. Let him go-let him go perch yonder, that has gorged our spinning--off like a shot! Here, he's darting back minnowfish, hooks, and line, all inust be again—wind quick, and hold him; and, now lost! Wind-hold-play him—there's a he's getting sulky, lead him about a bit, and back-fin for you, cutting the bright ripples teach the monster that you've tackled him, like a sailing ploughshare !-there's a fine a wild horse safe in harness. Just have a broadside of brown and gold, with black peep for curiosity-there, do thy multiply. bands ;-oh, the fellow mustn't break away ing cautiously, and induce our friend to for a bag of ducats! Here he comestaste a little fresh air. Why, those are the gently now-wash out that gristly mouth jaws of a very shark! Let him go, quick! with copious draughts of its treacherous He dashes about gallantly, but will soon be native element, and drown a very fish. His tired of so much racing. Home again, sir. struggles are fainter and fewer, now for the Mind, when he leaps, lower your colors to net, boy-quick!-mind the line-and-safe his excellency, or he'll break all away; and on terra firma. ---a clean jump out o' water!-there's his But the morning gets too bright for this first and last appearance in the pirouette : sort of thing, and there's little need of now gently, gently to shore,—the hooked other specimens. Let these hints suffice to stick in those gaping gills, ---and warmly testify an angler's happy triumphs; to-morwelcome, thou magnificent pike! A fifteen row, as the May-fly will still be on the wapounder, or that aching arm tells falsely. ter, we may ask your worship’s company to How he claps his formidable jaws together, the seven streams, and throw the barbed like two curry-combs, and furiously wrig- feather for a trout: meantime, to count our gles on the ground, as an eel, to run at us! violet-scented spoils, (--there are ten brace Oh, thou tyrant of the little fish, thou Sat- more than those you've heard of,-) to lay urn even of thine own offspring, this, this them out on fresh-cut flags, and homewards is retributive justice. Flounder there among over the hill with merry hearts to our wholethe meadow.grass, and confess to the naiads some, hungry, daylight dinner. Here, boy, and oreades thy many murders; for assur. carry these rods, and sling that pike and edly

, never more shalt thou taste gudgeon. perch on an osier-ewig; for they can't be got It's a terrible thing to be tedious; so, into the basket. while we pour a libation of cool claret, (the venerable bottle having been up to its neck in wet grass ever since we came,) my gen. "The sun's been up this two hours, sir ; tle comrade shall repeal you a pretty stave so I made bould to call ye !" It was the of his, said or sung as we were walking voice, and the heavy hobnailed tread of my hitherward.

factotum and favorite, Master James Bean. With glittering dew yet moist, the mountain cheeks “ Thank'ee, James; bring my fishingSmile through their night-born tears, for joyous day boots, etcetera.With fervent charity wipes those tears away; All Natare quickens; from a thousand beaks

Now, what recondite idea attached itself Flox out ihe carol'd orisons of praise

to the cabalistic word “etcetera,” in the To Him who taught them those new songs to raise : mind of the learned Bean, it is quite impos. Forth bounding from a fern-lined pil, the hare sible to say ; but the coincidence was reIn the brown fallow seeks his furrowed lair; High up, almost unseen, yon fluttering speck

markable, that, in company with the caoutWith gleesome music breasts the flood of light, chonc boots aforesaid, appeared a bait-bag Then, cowering, drops upon some mossy spot : full of clean moss, and convoluted lobAround the elm-tree tops, in cawing light, W neels the dark army: winking flowrets deck

worms. For once our sagacious friend had Lawn, meadow, upland, hill, and poor man's gar- erred; we were not to-day going to be den-plot.

guilty of impaling denizens of the dunghill : Hollo! where's my float ?-and my reel's a sport cleaner, nobler, and more innocent rin out, and the rod pulled half into the than even that of the quiet angler, had been water! This comes of poetizing, you see, by us concerted for a pleasant holiday pasand all such nonsense, when one should be time: in fact, friends, you were promised a merely a fisher. But, dear Nature, we Wal. day's fly fishing, and here it is. toners do love thee so,—and truly thy soul Dame Juliana Berners, in yo Boke off St. is poetry,—that sooner had been lost a dozen Albans, enprented by Wynkyn de Worde, fish than that dewy canzonet. Natheless, says, with her quaint phrase, not more pretwith cautious wisdom let us retrieve this tily than truly, “ Atte ye leest youre fyssher idlene s, or Ustonson's bill will be longer hath his holsom walke, and is merry at his than its wont this summer; for, unless man's ease ; a swete ayre of the swete savoure of intellect, at the end of half a furlong of meede floures makyth him hongry; he

OF FLY-FISHING.

hereth ye melodyous armony of fowles ; he what strange figure can this be, stalking seeth the yonge swanne, heerons, duckes, solemnly towards us ?-d'ye see him ? cotes, and many other fowlys, wyth their therethe mighty man in armor, with brodes; whych me seemyth' beiter than greaves on his legs, and a high-plumed helm, alle y noyse of houndys, yo blastes of and sword, and shield, and eagle-standard hornys, and ye scrie of foulis, that bunters Probably'my horror-stricken friends thought and fawkeners, and foulers can make.” Aco me gone stark mad of a coup de soleil; cordingly, knowing well my country, and for I looked and acted much after the fashthat it is well worth your knowing, too, we ion of Mr. Charles Kean, when he plays will not, ungraciously, forget our "holsom Hamlet and Macbeath, soliloquizing to the walke,” but take you roundabouts as pretty empty airs of Banquo and “my royal father.” a ramble as any in broad Britain.

It was, however, but a pleasant variation Match me where you can this rustic lane, of telling them the hackneyed story, that its flooring of cleanest gravel, its wall of we were now standing on an ancient Roman wildest verdure : now it gets deeper and camp, whence my idling antiquarianism had darker, with rocky sides painted wantonly dug up many coins, and which the playfulby various lichens. How gracefully should ness of glad imagination, overleaping eighwe think these wavy ferns, how gorgeous teen centuries of time, had peopled with those flaunting foxgloves, how elegant the trampling legions, not seldom having held harebell, how delicate the ragged corn- long converse there with more than one flower, had Nature been more chary of ghost of a gay Centurion. her most abounding beauties. O men, when But all this is sadly episodical, and has shall your hard hearts learn that good and taken us out of the direct line of march, loveliness are broadcast bounteously : when both as to subject and geography; so, grantwill your folly cease to think the common- ing safe arrival at our still distant water. est things least worthy ?

course, let us struggle through the underAnd here, down in this onk-wood hollow, wood, put up the taper rods, and, with a a flashing trout-stream glides across the gentle breeze at our backs, drop a distant road: yes, that's a fine fish, and spotted like fly gentle on the middle of that swingeing the pard; but, don't put your rod together current :yet, for we've three miles more to go, and Look, like a village queen of May, the stream yonder sly old trout has seen too much of Dances her best before the holiday sun, us; there, taking advantage of an escort of And still with musical laugh goes tripping on the smaller fry, he's off while we speak; and Over these golden sands, which brighter gleam

To watch her pale-green kirtle flashing fleet one flap of his lissom tail has carried him

Above them, and her tinkling silver feet, ten yards away: moreover, all the here. That ripple melodies : quick-yon circling rise abouts belongs to sour Squire Mountain, and In the calm refluence of this gay cascade one wouldn't be beholden to the churl for Marked an old trout, who shuns the sunny skies,

And, nightly prowler, loves the bazel shade : the value of a fish-scale.

Well thrown ! - you hold him bravely, – off he But we've got upon the broad and sunny speeds, moor, whose beautiful varieties of heath Now ip, now down,-now madly darts about!

Mind, mind yourline among those flowering reeds, and moss might make the very peat-cutter

How the rod bends!—and hail, thou noble trout. a botanist; where the cunning plover, in days lang syne, has often led me, with her A fine fellow, truly, black and yellow, cowering wing and plaintive cries, far away with little head, symmetrical hog's back, from her humble nest, and where my wand- and gills of vermilion. How he flings him ering footsteps have before now been start- self about among the soft grass, iridescent lingly arrested by the close and noisy rising as a peacock's tail! But it is impossible to of fork-tailed black-cock ;-where, more be prosy on the subject :than once, in crispy winter walks, tracking O, ihou hast robbed the Nereids, gentle brother, from holly to holly the tame pigeon-field- Of some swifi fairy messenger; behold fares, I have found myself suddenly, as by shows him their favorite page : just such another

His dappled livery prankl with red and gold magic, in the midst of a rabble of dogs, and

Sad Galalæa to her Acis sent men, and horses, to wit, none other than to teach the new-born fountain how to flow, the far-famed O. P. Q. hunt, and remember- And track, with loving haste, the way she went ed having seen a fox running, two miles off, Down the rough rocks, and through the flowery

plain, at least half an honr before; and then, giv. E’en to her home where coral branches grow, ing that eager crowd all possible intelli- And where the sea-nymph clasps her love again. gence, the noisy rout has left me, better

We, the while, terrible as Polypheme, pleased than ever with a solitary, peaceful Once more to throw the tempting, treacherous fly,

Brandish the lissom rod, and feally try ramble; where also—but I grow dull, - And win a brace of trophies from the stream.

From the London Charivari.

CAPITAL.

Yes, and it's my turn now for luck, broth. PUNCH'S POLITICAL ECONOMY. er ; but the breeze has lulled, and, for want of a Lapland witch to sell me one, it will

CONSUMPTION. be necessary to commence with invocation. Will this serve our purpose ?

Every product is put to some purpose Come, then, coy Zephyr, waft my feather'd bait after it is created-for instance, when sloe Over this rippling shallow's tiny wave

leaves are grown, they are used for adulterTo yonder pool, whose calmer eddies lave

ating tea, and the destruction of values in Some Trilon's ambush,- where he lies in wait To catch my skipping fly; there drop it lightly.

this way is called consumption. When a A rise, -by Glaucus! but he miss'd the hook- joke is spoiled in the telling, the destrucAnother !--safe; the monarch of the brook, tion of the value amounts to cousumption.

With broadside, like a salmon's, gleaming brightly: And when an insolvent person puts his hand
Of let him race, and waste his prowess there;
The dread of Damocles, a single hair

to a bill he may be said to consume a Will tax my skill to take this fine old trout. stamp, for he destroys its value. Political

So-lead him gently; quick-the net, the net! economists have, however, omitted to menNow gladly lift the glittering beauty out, Hued like a dolphin, sweei as violet.

tion that consumption sometimes bestows

value instead of destroying it, for when a That must do to-day, at least for sonnet- person goes into a consumption he becomes eering; at yet, candid reader, credit me, invested with value-as a patient-to the much of your pleasure in such contempla- medical practitioner. tive sports is due to a secret soul gladdening their dull material. Verily it is the poetry of fishing that Alings such a charm We have already touched on capital, but over the naked craft: therefore look for it is a subject which we are unwilling to favor on my well-meant improvising. The let go, and it may be profitable to return to tingling sensation of pleasant excitement it.

That is strictly speaking, capital, when a lively fish, hooked to your neat which is used by men in their different octackle, begins faintly to show his broadside cupations. Thus a man who writes a to the sun,—the triumphant listing of the farce, though it be very bad, still, when land-net, your bending-rod's welcome aid, - finished, he generally thinks he has a right the beauteous, many-colored captive,—the to call it capital. An author who publishes calm, sun-steeped, smiling country, -the a novel may consider it capital; though ca. gurgling music of running waters, and your pital of this kind very often carries with it own elastic health, uncareful heart, and bo. no interest. som full of hopes so innocent as these,

CHANGES OF CAPITAL. oh, friend and fellow mine, how much of dormant poetry is here! Go with some and political economy of this kind is daily

Capital is incessantly undergoing change, course-grained common fisherman,-poach- illustrated at the foot of Waterloo Bridge, er, or otherwise,-one who, like those ema. ciated tribes on the Colombia, fishes for his where, if you tender a penny, change will

be given you. Some persons carry their daily sustenance, and see what a dull, stale affair it is, of worms and brambles, bad hu- der bad silver, and the change is capital for

love of political economy so far as to tenmor, and wet feet. Sport itself scarcely them, but not for the parties giving it. Ca. mends the matter, viewed in the mammonizing aspect of tenpence a-pound. And, in fact, pital may sometimes be subjected to such it is just because angling demands a poetical when it is invested in theatrical speculations

ofas soal to enjoy its highest pleasures that such

. a phalanx of prosy people see no fun in it. or joint stock companies. Nevertheless, many a holiday clerk, long

MONEY. prisoned up in London ledgers,—but even

Money is a part of capital, but only a there feeding upon Walton and Words- small part, though Sir E. L. Bulwer's worth-will acknowledge that the pleasure Money was said to be capital by some, of bis day's fly.fishing is mainly due to while others considered it to be little better the Poetry of Nature.

than waste paper. If you get change for a

sorereign, you may probably have a bad LECTURES OF M. DANOO.-We are glad to see an

shilling among the lot; and, as it is admitnounced by Firmin Didol, Freres, a complete edi- ted that what is true of a part must be true tion of the discourses of M. Danou, from 1819 to of the whole, the whole of the change will 1,0, of which only fragments have as yet found be bad-a position which the political eco31 way to the public. His researches into an: nomists have got themselves into, and which at histories have ever been held in the highest imation by scholars of all countries.

we leave them to get out of.

OF FIXED AND CIRCULATING CAPITAL. is also entitled to be called a natural agent; On this head we have little to say. and a parliamentary agent falls under this There is an example of fixed capital in the description. Inanimate agents are better capital fixed at ihe top of the Duke of than living agents; for instance, a steamYork's column, which, by the by, is the engine is better than a lawyer-for while only capital that the Duke ever was able to the former generates steam, the latter genkeep for any time about him. Of circula- erates hot water, and is pretty sure to ting capital we can give no better idea than plunge us into it. Punch, which every body allows to be capi.

It is said by political economists that intal, and which circulated amazingly.

animate agents are capable of much more

rapid action than those that are alive ; but OF INDUSTRY.

the political economists seem to have forIndustry is human exertion of any kind gotten that no action can be so rapid as employed for the creation of value ; but that commenced by an attorney on a bill when Sir Peter Laurie exerts himself to of exchange when his object is to create the utmost nothing valuable results from value—in the shape of costs, which he runs it.

up with a rapidity of action that is truly Some sort of industry is used to make astonishing. The East-India Tea Company property, while other sorts of industry have professes to be very particular in the apthe effect of destroying property. Of the pointment of its agents; but every tea-ketlatter kind is the industry of lawyers, which ile is in some degree an agent, if the Comis employed in the destruction of property pany's teas are used in the family where to a very large extent.

the kettle is located. Tools and machines are instruments for Frost is an agent for the plumbers, by the production of value ; and political tools putting the pipes out of repair ; and when are of various kinds, being invested with a one of the Syncretics publishes a tragedy, greater or less degree of sharpness. he becomes at once an agent for the butter

Wind is a stationary agent, and in turn shops. ing a mill it is of great value. Wind is also an agent for the umbrella and hat makers, giving an impetus to trade by the destruc: tion of value-blowing umbrellas to tatters, and carrying off the heads sometimes into the river. The value which political econ

Homeric ILIUM. One of the late nombers of the

"Rhine Museum" contains an interesting article by omists attribute to wind may perhaps ac. Dr. Gustavus von Eckenbrecher upon the site of the count for the zeal they sometimes display Homeric llium. It seems carefully written, and in attempting to raise it.

well deserving the allention of all who lake an interest in the question. The number of travellers

who visit the plains of Troy is yearly increasing; OF NATURAL AGENTS.

and the sanguine hope soon to see a map of Ilium A natural agent is, as its name imports, accompanying the Iliad, equally

clear and certain an agent of nature ; and all our country

with that of Ithaca for the explanation of the Odys.

sey. Dr. Eckenbrecher seems to differ from his agents are in the nature of natural agents, predecessors in this investigation, in removeing for they are naturally desirous of such a Troy froin the heights of Bunorbaschi, (on which respectable agency. The wind is a natural since the times of Le Chevalier it has been supposagent, and in some cases may be said to

ed to be situated,) iwo miles lower on the plain,

on the spot which, up to the present time, has been help circulation, which it may be truly said known by the name of New Ílium. A residence of to do when violent puffing is resorted to. several years in the Levant has afforded the author Water is an agent of very great power, his research and accuracy, give value io his testi

ample means of observation, which, coupled with very often turning—a mill; and when mix

mony.- Alhenæum, ed with brandy it frequently gives a rotary motion to every object-at least as far as

KING Gustavus's PAPERS.-The Postampt Gazette the persons are concerned who have resorted to the very powerful agency alluded to.

of Frankfort, mentions that" Professor Geyer, who

was charged with the examination of the papers Water is a very natural agent, for all the contained in the mysterious cases deposited at the metropolitan milk-men; and in conformity University of Upsal by King Gustavus, has made with the truth that it always finds its level, his report of their contents

. Î'he chief papers are-it generally causes a very perceptible ris- and commenced in 1765, when he was only nineteen ing in all the milk-cans. Such is the power years of age. They contain important observations of water, that, when held in solution with on the revolution of 1772 and on the iwo preceding ordinary chalk, a pound weight of it has reigns 2. The history of the house of Vasa. 3.

The plan of the form of government of 1772, and a been capable of raising a penny. Humbug Iplan for the regulation of she Diet of 1778."

RECREATIONS OF CHRISTOPHER NORTH. public. So Cervantes borrows the playful Prom the Edinburgh Review-Feb'y.

shafts of his kindly satire from the quiver The Recreations of Christopher North. Three launches his more envenomed arrows from

of the sage Cid Hamet Benengeli; Swift vols. 8vo. Edinburgh : 1842.

behind the broad back of Captain Lemuel These are in every way remarkable vol. Gulliver; and Sir Walter Scott often lingers umes, whether regarded as illustrative of over the Clutterbucks, Dryasdusts, Tintos, the character of the writer, or of the ten- and Pattisons, who were intended to be the dencies of the criticism of the time, to which mere heralds and pursuivants of his main his influence and example have given so gen- pageant, till they became leading personaeral and decided a direction. It is not in- ges in the procession ;-making the prodeed easy to say, whether the interest which logue not unfrequently threaten to banish their perusal excites is chiefly to be referred the piece itself into a corner. to the very singular combination of moral These fantastic creations, in a case like and mental powers implied in their compo- the present, serve a double purpose. They sition—where qualities which are generally give a unity to detached thoughts and scat. deemed incompatible are found to be united tered views, and awaken a kind of personal in harmony-or to the strong feeling of the interest on the part of the reader; who, alinfluence which this combination, express though he may have little difficulty in de. ing itself in forms of such originality and tecting the incongruity of some of the traits power as to arrest the attention of literary introduced, and easily perceives that the men, and at the same time, to appeal to the portrait is not intended to be received as a ordinary tastes and sympathies of the pub- daguerreotype likeness, for the fidelity of lic, by the use of instruments at once familo which the Sun himself is answerable, yet is iar and powerful, must have exercised upon satisfied that the features of the imaginary the taste of the time, and the whole tone being whom he contemplates are drawn and spirit of our criticism, as well as its from an original existing in nature; and repform.

resent, though in a playful spirit of intention. The Essays which are collected in these al caricature, much of the real mind and volumes, and which originally appeared in a peculiar character of the writer: while the scattered form in Blackwood's Magazine, author himself thus obtains the means of are now united by a slender tie. They are giving expression to many things which he announced as “ The Recreations of Christo- might have otherwise hesitated to utter withpher North.” We need say little, we pre-out such a mouthpiece. Nor need the mask sume, of the imaginary personage who for this purpose be a very close one. As Aris.

claims their authorship, except that, not tophanes could venture, in the wildest days A withstanding the palpably incongruous as of Athenian democracy, to personate and rid

semblage of qualities with which he is in- icule upon the stage the demagogue of the ested, such are the vivacity and pictur- day, with merely the thin disguise of a paintel que truth with which his sayings and do-ed face, so a few whimsical and grotesque ings have been here depicted, that few crea exaggerations superinduced upon the true tures of the imagination have succeeded in features of the character, are, by a kind of impressing their image on the public with tacit understanding between the author and more distinctness of portraiture, or a stron. the public, held sufficient to perplex the ger sense of reality. Few indeed find any question of identity- to take from the im. difficulty in calling up before the mind's eye, aginary representative all inconvenient rewith nearly the same vividness as that of an semblance to his prototype ; and to entitle ordinary acquaintance, the image of this ven- his caprices to that immunity which is conerable eidolon—who unites the fire of youth ventionally accorded to the sallies of a maswith the wisdom of age, retains an equal in- querade. With these convenient phantasms, terest in poetry, philosophy, pugilism, and too, the writer can play as he pleases; bringpolitical economy-in short, in all the on- ing them prominently forward, or banishing goings of the world around him, in which them into the background, as occasion reeither matter or spirit have a part; andwho quires. In the present case, where some passes from a fit of the gout to a feat of gym- startling transition from grave to gay is in hastics, and carries his crutch obviously less contemplation-some outburst of a wild or purposes of use than of intimidation. humor that haply might frighten the groves Most writers who felt that they possess- of Academe from their propriety; some feat ed the power of imaginary portrait painting, to be described, more congenial to the wild have been fond of interposing such imagin- gaiety of youth than to the gravity of Budge ary personages between themselves and the Doctors of the Stoic fur, "attired in black

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