214 SALMON FISHING IN CANADA. 



Cangan read his verses to some very literate person. 

 This wisdom-strickeu youth, with great critical acumen, 

 ijbserved, that the Latin was incorrect if ' Tarn Cari ' 

 meant Tom Carey — for though ' Tarn ' might be Scottice 

 for Tom — yet ' Cari ' would never answer for ' Carey.' 

 Cangan, although ready to explode with a thundering 

 guffaw, restrained his feelings with that inimitable tact 

 for which it is said he is so distinguished, and merely 

 turned on his heel, and whistled — whether my uncle 

 Toby's favourite air of ' Lillibullero' or not, is not stated. 

 As you may suppose Cangan's name is more up than ever, 

 and 'Who's Cangan?' with the occasional emphatic 



addition, 'Who the is Cangan?' was frequently 



heard resounding throutch our lobbies." 



ODE XXIV. 

 TO LINDSAY. 



" Quis dcsiderio sit pudor aut modus 

 Tarn cari capitis." — Hoe. Carm. Lib. 1. 



Parodied from, the ivrsimi of Br. Freincis. — Hy Cvsg.yn. 



" W\\j strive we, Lindsay, to conceal 

 The sorrow we so deeply feel ? 

 The gushing tear, tlic sigh repressed. 

 For trusty Ginger sunk to rest ? 

 Sweet muse of melting voice and lyi'e 

 Melpomene — the strain inspire ! 

 When shall affection so sincere, 

 Fidelity, the sister fail'. 



