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filled with gratitude that such splendid sport is within 

 his reach. 



And when the hour comes to fold up his tent and 

 lay away his fishing-rod and flies, he might well wish, 

 like Walton's scholar, for some somniferous potion to 

 force him to sleep away the intermittent time until he 

 enjoys such sport again— which time would pass away 

 with him " as tediously as it does with men in sorrow " 

 — were he not a philosopher and an honest man, who 

 honors philosophy by his virtuous life, and merits the 

 friendship of those who are lovers of virtue, who trust 

 in Providence, who study to be quiet, and who go 

 an-angling. 



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