together, I didn't drink more than three half-pints of whiskey that night. I felt perfectly satisfied of the justice of my conclusion from Billy's own evidence, and questioned no farther the vision of the "Sughread Dhu," or "Black Funeral." A ludicrous circumstance took place this day on the lake. A Dublin tyro of the angle, who probably never had a larger fish at the end of his line than the spratsized fry of the river at Bray, in the county Wicklow, was slashing the waters of Lough-Sheelan, with the unaccustomed labour of a two-handed rod, when, by one of those chances that run before the results of system and skill, he hooked a bully of a trout: holding his rod nearly in a horizontal position, his line was soon run out, and the weight and strength of the fish bearing wholly on the foot-line, must have soon carried all away. At this juncture, his companion in the boat earnestly vociferated to him, to "throw in the butt," as is the term of the sport, when it becomes necessary to bear on the fish, by maintaining the rod in a more perpendicular position, inclining the butt forward, and throwing the weight and play of the struggling fish upon the elastic action of the rod. This instruction our Dublin cockney accepted in a literal sense, and actually threw the rod and all into the lake! By the activity of the row-men and his companion, together with the assistance of a boat, close in company, the rod was recovered, but the trout was lost. incident provoked a hearty laugh at the stranger's expense. My companion complained heavily of the This injury done to this and the neighbouring lakes from 菜 poachers, and the neglect of the resident gentry in not adopting the precaution necessary for preventing netting, cross-fishing, and the destruction of the mother fish in spawning season. From the information afforded to me by the local knowledge of my friend, I strung together, in a day or two afterwards, the following doggrel rhymes, which possess no merit but their connection with the general subject, and the truth of their local description: THE ANGLER'S ADDRESS, то ALL THOSE WHOM IT MAY CONCERN, On the lakes of Lough-Sheelan, Lough-Lane, and Donore, Old Masterson's one of the guards I would wheel in, From the Callaroo poacher, old sly Thady Byrne; Who, on th' other side, well knows each streamlet and bay, From Daly's-bridge down to the bridge of Finnea. I'd place, and he well knows why, "NEAT" Larry Moore; I pass, for no poachers their waters infest, And seldom the keel of a boat breaks their rest. I haste to that lake which, from all, bears the prize And quite as uncertain his pride and his fate. That the lake seem'd alive o'er its whole surface wide, * Called also Kiltoom and Donore, And for catching the poachers, meet no such fit mar Of this last sturdy fellow, I'd fairly say, no man If his equal there be, it is dry Mathew Lynch. There's Whirren so merry, when the wind in full west, Might be guarded by Indians+ from Cloneave's lone shore; May the shores still re-echo the frequent cuckoo; t At present no more, of all poachers the hater, I am your's, as you merit, an honest-PISCATOR. † Applied to the rude inhabitants of Cloneave-island, insulated by lake and river Inney. A note of exultation used by an angler on hooking a fish. A dye of the cinnamon; an excellent killing colour. CHAP. VII. "Poor naked wretches, wheresoe'er you are, SHAKSPEARE. SINCE the publication, originally, of Mr. Greendrake's Westmeath Excursion, we have been looking over the remaining manuscript in our possession, and discovered the following papers, which before escaped our notice : ACCUSTOMED as I have been to the well-ordered state of society in England, where a certain degree of comfort, neatness, and plenty, attaches to the very last link of the social chain, I could not but be more sensible to the melancholy and afflicting contrast, which this country furnishes. My great love of the angle, and the excellence of the sport which the lakes here afforded me, could not altogether so occupy my mind, as to blunt my feelings towards the abject and extreme poverty and privations which I witnessed on approaching or entering |