THE NEW ART OF BREEDING FISH. 123 



LESSON II. 



Salmon anglers, salmon lovers, salmon eaters, sing, 

 "Oh, be joyful," and be so. More than "looming 

 in the future" is a good time for you. I know not 

 looming ; — that won't do for me. I want the posi- 

 tive and palpable, and must and shaU have it. I 

 want salmon abundant and cheap, and in two years 

 — no looming here — I, and you, and every body wUl 

 have it. I mean us, poor people, for when the sal- 

 mon is cheap, and is found as good and as plentiful 

 near the Brill, Somers Town, as in Bond-street, 

 Charing-cross, or Cheapside, your courtier will have 

 none of it. Once become the food of the people, 

 'twill stink in his nostrils, and, pah, he'll look upon 

 it as " a slovenly corpse." Ainsi soit-il — Amen ; 

 per omnia secula seculorum. We have begun the 

 new year well. Read again and again " Salmo's," 

 and " Y.'s," " Piscator's," and "Outis's" letters, in 

 our impression of the 1st of January, 1854. In them 

 behold the seed that will bring forth — ^in them see 

 the forerunner of other sowers — ^in them contemplate 

 the nucleus of%, great and triumphant salmon-league 

 — ^in them imagine the vendors and the makers of 

 vendors of salmon "selling it at 3d. per lb. It is 

 pleasant to see three writers, one living in the Scot- 

 tish Highlands, far, far away, another in Bucking- 

 hamshire, and the third, the erudite, acute, and cor- 



