THE COMPLETE ANGLER. PART FIRST. CHAPTER I. CONFERENCE BETWIXT AN ANGLER, A HUNTER, AND A FALCONER; EACH COMMENDING HIS RECREATION. PISCATOR, VENATOR, AUCEps. A good Piscator. You are well overtaken, gentlemen! morning to you both! I have stretched my legs up Tottenham Hill to overtake you, hoping your business may occasion you towards Ware, whither I am going this fine fresh May morning. Venator. Sir, I for my part shall almost answer your hopes; for my purpose is to drink my morning's draught at the Thatched House in Hodsden, and I think not to rest till I come thither, where I have appointed a friend or two to meet me; but for this gentleman that you see with me, I know not how far he intends his journey: he came so lately into my company that I have scarce had time to ask him the question. * Auceps. Sir, I shall by your favour bear you company as far as Theobald's, and there leave you; for then I turn up to a friend's house, who mews† a hawk for me, which I now long to see. Venator. Sir, we are all so happy as to have a fine, fresh, cool morning; and I hope we shall each be the happier in the * Theobald's, in the county of Hertford, a house built by Lord Burleigh, and much improved by his son, Robert, Earl of Salisbury, who exchanged it with King James the First for Hatfield.-CAMDEN's Brit. Hertfordshire. + Mew signifies to moult, and hence we understand, that the friend of Auceps kept his hawk while it moulted. J. R. other's company. And, gentlemen, that I may not lose yours, I shall either abate or amend my pace to enjoy it, knowing that, as the Italians say, good company in a journey makes the way to seem the shorter. Auceps. It may do so, sir, with the help of good discourse, which, methinks, we may promise from you, that both look and speak so cheerfully: and for my part, I promise you, as an invitation to it, that I will be as free and open-hearted as discretion will allow me to be with strangers. Venator. And, sir, I promise the like. Piscator. I am right glad to hear your answers; and in confidence you speak the truth, I shall put on a boldness to ask you, sir, whether business or pleasure caused you to be so early up, and walk so fast? for this other gentleman hath declared he is going to see a hawk that a friend mews for him. Venator. Sir, mine is a mixture of both, a little business and more pleasure; for I intend this day to do all my business, and then bestow another day or two in hunting the otter, which a friend that I go to meet tells me is much pleasanter than any other chase whatsoever: howsoever, I mean to try it; for to-morrow morning we shall meet a pack of otter dogs of noble Mr Saddler's,* upon Amwell Hill, who will be there so early that they intend to prevent the sun rising. Piscator. Sir, my fortune has answered my desires, and my purpose is to bestow a day or two in helping to destroy some of those villainous vermin; for I hate them perfectly, because they love fish so well, or rather, because they destroy so much; indeed so much that, in my judgment, all men that keep otter dogs ought to have pensions from the king, to encourage them to destroy the very breed of those base otters, they do so much mischief. Venator. But what say you to the foxes of the nation, would not you as willingly have them destroyed? for doubtless they do as much mischief as otters do. Piscator. Oh, sir, if they do it, it is not so much to me and my fraternity, as those base vermin the otters do. Auceps. Why, sir, I pray of what fraternity are you, that you are so angry with the poor otters? Piscator. I am, sir, a brother of the angle, and therefore an enemy to the otter: for you are to note, that we anglers Sir Henry Chauncy, in speaking of this gentleman, says, that, "he delighted much in hawking and hunting, and the pleasures of a country life; was famous for his noble table, his great hospitality to his neighbours, and his abundant charity to the poor; and, after he had lived to a great age, died on the 12th day of February, 1660, without issue; whereupon this manor descended to Walter Lord Aston, the son and heir of Gertrude, his sister." Historical Antiquities of Hertfordshire, p. 219. all love one another, and therefore do I hate the otter both for my own and for their sakes who are of my brotherhood. Venator. And I am a lover of hounds: I have followed many a pack of dogs many a mile, and heard many merry huntsmen make sport and scoff at anglers. Auceps. And I profess myself a falconer, and have heard many grave, serious men pity them, it is such a heavy, contemptible, dull, recreation. Piscator. You know, gentlemen, it is an easy thing to scoff at any art or recreation; a little wit mixed with ill-nature, confidence, and malice, will do it; but though they often venture boldly, yet they are often caught, even in their own trap, according to that of Lucian, the father of the family of scoffers: Lucian, well skill'd in scoffing, this hath writ, Friend, that's your folly which you think your wit; If to this you add what Solomon says of scoffers, that they are an abomination to mankind, let him that thinks fit scoff on, and be a scoffer still; but I account them enemies to me and to all that love virtue and angling. And for you that have heard many grave, serious men pity anglers; let me tell you, sir, there be many men that are by others taken to be serious and grave men, which we contemn and pity. Men that are taken to be grave, because nature hath made them of a sour complexion-money-getting men, men that spend all their time, first in getting, and next in anxious care to keep it-men that are condemned to be rich, and then always busy or discontented: for these poor rich men, we anglers pity them perfectly, and stand in no need to borrow their thoughts to think ourselves so happy. No, no, sir! we enjoy a contentedness above the reach of such dispositions, and, as the learned and ingenuous Montaigne* says, like himself, freely," When my cat and I entertain each other with mutual apish tricks, as playing with a garter, who knows but that I make my cat more sport than she makes me? Shall I conclude her to be simple, that has her time to begin or refuse to play as freely as I myself have? Nay, who knows but that it is a defect of my not understanding her language (for doubtless. cats talk and reason with one another) that we agree no better? and who knows but that she pities me for being no wiser than to play with her, and laughs and censures my folly for making sport for her, when we two play together?" Thus freely speaks Montaigne concerning cats; and I hope I may take as great a liberty to blame any man, and laugh at him *In Apology for Raimond de Sebonde. too, let him be never so grave, that hath not heard what anglers can say in the justification of their Art and Recreation; which I may again tell you, is so full of pleasure, that we need not borrow their thoughts to think ourselves happy. Venator. Sir, you have almost amazed me; for, though I am no scoffer, yet I have- I pray let me speak it without offence -always looked upon anglers as more patient and more simple men than, I fear, I shall find you to be. Piscator. Sir, I hope you will not judge my earnestness to be impatience and for my simplicity, if by that you mean a harmlessness, or that simplicity which was usually found in the primitive Christians, who were, as most anglers are, quiet men, and followers of peace-men that were so simply wise as not to sell their consciences to buy riches, and with them vexation and a fear to die, -if you mean such simple men as lived in those times when there were fewer lawyers-when men might have had a lordship safely conveyed to them in a piece of parchment no bigger than your hand, though several sheets will not do it safely in this wiser age, I say, sir, if you take us anglers to be such simple men as I have spoke of, then myself and those of my profession will be glad to be so understood: But if by simplicity you meant to express a general defect in those that profess and practise the excellent art of angling, 1 hope in time to disabuse you, and make the contrary appear so evidently, that if you will but have patience to hear me, I shall remove all the anticipations that discourse, or time, or prejudice, have possessed you with against that laudable and ancient art; for I know it is worthy the knowledge and practice of a wise man. But, gentlemen, though I be able to do this, I am not so unmannerly as to engross all the discourse to myself; and, therefore, you two having declared yourselves, the one to be a lover of hawks, the other of hounds, I shall be most glad to hear what you can say in the commendation of that recreation which each of you love and practise; and having heard what you can say, I shall be glad to exercise your attention with what I can say concerning my own recreation and art of angling, and, by this means, we shall make the way to seem the shorter; and if you like my motion, I would have Mr Falconer to begin. Auceps. Your motion is consented to with all my heart; and to testify it, I will begin as you have desired me. And first, for the element that I use to trade in, which is the air, an element of more worth than weight, an element that doubtless exceeds both the earth and water; for though I sometimes deal in both, yet the air is most properly mine-I and my hawks use that most, and it yields us most recreation: it stops not the high soaring of my noble generous falcon; in it she ascends to such a height as the dull eyes of beasts and fish are not able to reach to; their bodies are too gross for such high elevations in the air my troops of hawks soar up on high, and when they are lost in the sight of men, then they attend upon and converse with the gods; therefore I think my eagle is so justly styled Jove's servant in ordinary: and that very falcon that I am now going to see, deserves no meaner a title, for she usually in her flight endangers herself, like the son of Dædalus, to have her wings scorched by the sun's heat, she flies so near it; but her mettle makes her careless of danger, for she then heeds nothing, but makes her nimble pinions cut the fluid air, and so makes her highway over the steepest mountains and deepest rivers, and, in her glorious career, looks with contempt upon those high steeples and magnificent palaces which we adore and wonder at; from which height I can make her to descend, by a word from my mouth, (which she both knows and obeys,) to accept of meat from my hand, to own me for her master, to go home with me, and be willing the next day to afford me the like recreation. And more this element of air, which I profess to trade in, the worth of it is such, and it is of such necessity, that no creature whatsoever not only those numerous creatures that feed on the face of the earth, but those various creatures that have their dwelling within the waters, every creature that hath life in its nostrils, stands in need of my element. The waters cannot preserve the fish without air, witness the not breaking of ice in an extreme frost; the reason is, for that if the inspiring and expiring organ of any animal be stopped, it suddenly yields to nature and dies. Thus necessary is air to the existence both of fish and beasts, nay, even to man himself; that air, or breath of life, with which God at first inspired mankind, he, if he wants it, dies presently, becomes a sad object to all that loved and beheld him, and in an instant turns to putrefaction. Nay, more, the very birds of the air, those that be not hawks, are both so many, and so useful and pleasant to mankind, that I must not let them pass without some observations: they both feed and refresh him; feed him with their choice bodies, and refresh him with their heavenly voices:* I will not undertake to mention the several kinds of fowl by which this is done: and his curious palate pleased by day, and which with their very excrements afford him a soft lodging at night. These I will pass by, To these particulars may be added, that the kings of Persia were wont to hawk after butterflies with sparrows and stares, or starlings, trained for the purpose. Burton on Melancholy, 1651, p. 268. from the relations of Sir Anthony Shirley. And we are also told, that M. de Luisnes, (afterwards prime minister of France,) in the nonage of Louis XIII, gained much upon him by making hawks catch little birds, and by making some of those little birds again catch butterflies. Life of Lord Herbert of Cherbury, p. 134. |