58 Hai^k Away, 



singing a hymn. It is always a hymn that is heard 

 in Cornwall. Children when playing sing hymns, 

 servants go about the house singing hymns, even the 

 revellers in the public-house roar out hymns. Not a 

 note of secular music is to be heard, for though the 

 lower orders of Cornish folk are very musical, yet 

 they seldom rise beyond Wesley, though Moody and 

 Sankey's productions hold now-a-days a conspicuous 

 place in their rqiertoire — " Hold the Fort" and " Safe 

 in the arms of Jesus " being the most popular. 



Now the boat which has been lying beyond us has 

 hauled in her net, and moves slowly on towards 

 Newlyn. " What luck ? " we ask. '' About one thou- 

 sand five hundred," is the reply. Our captain trims the 

 lamp, awakens the sleepers, and we commence hauling 

 in the net. At every foot we find a pilchard. In they 

 come by the hundred, and are released from the net 

 and thrown into the well, glittering like diamonds as 

 they flounder at the bottom of the boat. For three- 

 quarters of an hour we continue to haul in the net. 

 The men are up to their knees in fish. We can no 

 longer afford time to extract the pilchards, so we 

 haul in the net, delaying that operation until we are 

 sailing homewards. 



At length our task is over, the sail is hoisted, and 

 we glide along in the darkness. The stars have 

 paled, and the morning is lowering. It is necessary 

 to keep a sharp look-out, for many other boats are 

 returning ; but our captain is accustomed to the 

 work, and it is not long before we are safely moored 

 at Newlyn. Lights begin to twinkle in the fisher- 

 men's houses, and business will begin at dayhght. 

 Our catch was considered very good, we had hauled 



