. ANGLING. 



force of gravitation against the sides of a precipice, which seems to 

 stop them a moment only to increase the rapidity of their current. 

 The rocks against which the volumes of water strike, throw them 

 back in white foam and glittering spray ; and then you see them 

 plunge into deep cavities, and rush lorth again in tumultuous 

 waves, breaking against masses of stone, and, perchance, forming 

 a little island, in the midst of which a few dwarfish trees or shrubs 

 spread out their shaded branches. 



The little wooded islands in the waters of the Shannon, are dis- 

 posed in beautiful order by the hand of nature, and give a per- 

 petual variety to the prospects. When the river is smooth and 

 calm, and reflecting the dazzling rays of a bright sun like glass, 

 the scenes are often most delightful ; when the smiling hills are 

 taken into view, and contrasted with those fine green pastures so 

 often studded with clusters of thick and massy trees. We meet 

 with such picturesque views every few miles, in some localities of 

 these fine waters ; and the effect they have upon the mind, is 

 cheering and interesting in the highest degree. 



Should the angler visit the city of Cork, he must take a ramble 

 on the banks of the Lee, which is an admirable trout and salmon 

 stream. All its tributaries are also full of fish. On wandering 

 on the sides of the Lee, we cannot help thinking of the lines of 

 Spencer : 



" Here also was the wide embayed Maire, 

 The pleasant Bander, crowned with many a wood; 

 The spreading Lee, that, like an island fair, 

 Encloseth Cork with his divided flood." 



The Bandon rises in the hilly parts of the country, and falls into 

 the ocean at Kinsale Harbour. There are many anglers who visit 

 this river every year, and find abundant sport both in salmon and 

 trout fishing. 



The whole of the western division of Munster, from the Bay of 

 Galway to Cape Clear, is intersected with numerous small rivers 

 and lakes, which are plentifully stocked with salmon and trout. 

 At every four or five miles the traveller finds himself on the banks 

 of some fresh lake or river, where he has nothing else to do but to 

 throw in his line and take his fish. 



Then there are in this province the Lakes of Killarney, which 

 have long been celebrated for their angling capabilities. These 

 are commonly divided into three parts ; the lower, the middle, and 

 tipper lake. The lower lake is six miles long, and three broad. 

 On the side of one of the mountains is O'SuHiven's Cascade, 

 which falls above seventy feet; and opposite to this the island 

 of Innisfallen, which contains about eighteen Irish acres. On 

 passing into the upper lake, the tourist will meet with the Eagle's 

 West, a steep rock, which produces the most surprising echoes. 

 The upper laie is about four miles long, and two broad. Here 



