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questionably, many delightful sea views on the mail 

 coach line of road. The waters of the Solway, the 

 Isle of Man, the distant mountains of Cumberland, 

 and, in clear weather, those of Ireland, aiford con- 

 stant objects of attention and pleasure to the travel- 

 ler. Eut we confess we have, rod in hand, an un- 

 quenchable thirst for wild and unbeaten tracts ; 

 and if the angler has as much time to throw away, 

 let him leave all the roads and towns on the coast, 

 and traverse the mountainous part of the country as 

 the "crow flies." Time to throw away, did I say. JSTo ! 

 not thrown away, but most usefully and profitably 

 employed. The saunterings of the angler over such 

 lands as we have first noticed is not idleness. 

 Thoughtless persons are apt to imagine that ram- 

 bling about in fields, by the banks of rivers, listen- 

 ing to the cheerful song of the birds, smelling the 

 sweetness of the flowers, and delighting in the 

 freshness of the mountain breeze, is idleness, because 

 there is no immediate mercenary profit. They for- 

 get that all the delights of nature the beauties of 

 the meadows and the forests, the balmy breath of 

 the air wafted over the wild luxuries of the earth, 

 the waving of the trees, the murmurings of the 

 brooks, the shelter from the mid-day sun, the lowing 

 of the cattle on a thousand hills, the peaceful labours 

 of the peasant, surrounded by all these gratifications 

 they forget that these, when pouring their riches 

 upon the mind of a solitary man, upon the soil pre- 

 pared by the softening hand of self-examination, 

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