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Gudgeons spawn twice or thrice in a year; the chief time is the latter part of April, again during the Summer, and in the beginning of Autumn: about the end of Spring they seek shallows, which they frequent all the hot months; but the rest of the year they are usually taken in deep water, upon a bottom sandy, with mud.

The Gudgeon bites freely, and from the latter end of Spring until Autumn commences, in gloomy, warm days, from an hour after sun-rise to within the same space of its setting: during the rest of the year, the middle of the day, when it is warmest; for they do not take readily in cold weather, nor soon after Spawning. In angling for this fish in the shallows, the tackle must be very fine, a Hook No. 7 or 8, a short rod and line, and a quill float; the bait should drag on the ground; they will take the small red-worm, gentles and blood-worms; the last is perhaps the best, and a rake (or the boat-hook, if fishing from a boat) should be kept frequently stirring the bottom. To this Spot they assemble in shoals, expecting food from the discolouring of the water; and by now and then throwing in a few broken worms or gentles, they are also kept together, and sometimes great quantities are thus taken. They are apt to nibble at the bait; the Angler ought not therefore to strike at the first biting: some use two or three hooks on the line. Such singular Fascination had this fishing in one instance, that a Clergyman, Minister of Thames Ditton, who was engaged to be married to a daughter of the then Bishop of London, overstaid the Canonical hour, and the lady,

justly offended at his neglect, withdrew her Assent; he however certainly proved himself an exception to the Poet's remark,

"What Gudgeons are we Men,
Every Woman's easy prey."

A fondness for Coursing, similar to that of the above Gentleman for Angling, seemed to have operated upon a Gloucestershire Justice, who, attending the funeral of his Wife, arrayed in all the pomp of woe, and seemingly torpid with sorrow, was suddenly roused from his Grief by the starting of a Hare; upon which, as if forgetting the melancholy business he was about, he immediately threw down his black Cloak and other incumbrances, and hallooing on a brace of Greyhounds, the constant attendants of all his steps, pursued the game. The Hare being killed, he rejoined the Procession, which had halted on the occasion, and the Bearers had set down the Corpse: "Come, Gentlemen," said he, resuming his melancholy tone, with his sable vestments," in the name of God let us proceed with the remains of my dearest Wife, and finish the Ceremony for which we are met.'


Of the same complexion, in obeying the Impulse of the ruling Passion, are the two following Anecdotes.-A Nobleman asked his Gamekeeper whom he met on his return from Shooting, which way he had been? "I have been trying Drayton Wood, Sir." Why, what took you that beat?" The Gamekeeper replied: "My dear, Wife was buried this Morning, and I went to Drayton to attend the

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Funeral, so thought I'd try the Cover in my way back."

The Huntsman of a Gentleman addressed him one Evening with, "An please your Honour, I could be glad to be excused going to Woolford Wood to-morrow, because I should like to go and see my poor Wife buried." The Master expressed concern at his loss, and of course granted his leave of Absence; when, to his astonishment, Tom was the first in the Field the following morning. "What is the reason," said his Master," you are not attending the Interment of your Wife, as you requested permission to do?" 66 Why," replied the Huntsman, "I shall always remember your Honour's kindness, but I thought the morning was so promising that we should have famous Sport, so I desired our Dick the Dog-feeder to see her Earthed."

The Grayling

haunts rapid and clear streams, and particularly such as flow through mountainous Countries; it is found in those of Derbyshire, Shropshire, Yorkshire, &c.; in Lapland, where it is very common, the inhabitants use its Entrails, instead of Rennet, to make the Cheese which they get from the milk of the ReinDeer. It is a fish of very elegant form; the body is less deep than that of the Trout; the head small, with protuberant eyes, whose irides are silvery, speckled with yellow; the mouth is of a middle size, and the upper jaw the largest. The teeth are very minute, seated in the jaws and roof of the mouth,

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