FOREST AND STREAM 
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r nritUncr lo tlie fair goddess nt my side that cold 
dinner, I "ln'P cr win, mi haste we embark, and rested 
finisk of her figure 
Ctl Zr trial trip is but tl.o beginning of a succession of 
0,ii lii.ii r is . vu lirc . venturesome, the 
Summer delights. SomUim .fruiil imd en out 
Summer uei.gnis et , 0 | (C afraid and go out 
shell gatherer and I ; pu ,i c d my Witch far 
Willi 'lie tide, coa t g highway to the east, and 
„ul i„to the sound ^oper, ^ uWsand aids, it is 
like any uvunuc . r|ir( , H,.,e the rivers and bays 
-mnlribum the pride of their waters, and many a stalely 
^ ! nils from the “haven under the hill” to join the Hock 
Sf’W teSa that are bearing the wealth of the cast to 
the great oily To do her part once a week our hay sends 
OUR LITTLE 
For Fortrt and Stream. 
FISHING CRUISE. 
out *^a Ti uav': ly freighted’, matronly-looking sloop, the pride 
of our hearts, a joy to our eyes, rich with the finds of 
our farms and the return of our harvests. Her sails are 
spotless her rigging taut and trim. The skipper's wife is 
id | he water's edge with little ones to wave a white adieu 
to her tarry mate, who mans the trusty helm with firm, con- 
scious, guiding hand, ami the little vessel minds it like a 
hit It is indeed u picture to see our little ship set sail, and 
we* watch her proudly on her way westward in her decent 
pride, as with canvas flowing, like a white dove she drops 
behind the point, and now we sight her on another tack, 
and now lose her in the offing. In three short days which 
t he skipper’s wife has numbered; perhaps at sunset, or as 
tide favois, we sight at must Head in the blue distance a 
tiny, fluttering pomiunl, which gludens our eyes and tells 
us it is our pride nearing toward us. She is on the home 
stretch, and she outers the bay knowingly, hardly asking 
the guidance of the skipper's stiffened, rheumatic right 
nmi against the hickory helm Gathering force, she cour- 
tesies low— as seen in country daucos— and nodding re- 
peatedly to the row of fishers' while cottages hanging over 
the hliiff like late snowdrifts, she rounds loo saucily, yet 
-.vith pomp and circumstance ller anchor is let go like a 
lmit for some hungry sea monster; her jib rattles down 
with noisy haste, and the little vessel is at rest, panting, the 
spent spray running down her sides like sweat off a race 
Jiorse. I can suppose the skipper hardly able to resist just 
stepping overboard to pat her, she lias done so nobly; and 
verily lie could take her in Ins arms like a true flesh and 
blood daughter— a sweet gift that providence lias all along 
denied him. 
Timidly 1 pick a way for my little Witch along the path 
where commerce never sleeps; passed scornfully without 
recognition l>y swift steamers that throw their white swells 
haughtily; by stately eastern schooners, rich with locust 
jogs* full freighted with fragrant Maim*, pine, or loaded 
low with Martha’s Vineyard marble on its way to whiten 
new graveyards; and the long, rakish, down cast craft 
goes by, making one think of middle-aged maidenhood on 
the war path, her sails like white nostrils dilated like a 
snorting cart horse. Westward, at the mouth of the hay, 
coveys of soiled white wings hover about the point like 
birds of prey ; they are the fishing smacks on Hie scout of 
the game. The skipper has acquired a sleight of hand at 
the tiller, which saves him from collisions and the cruel 
tastes of the reefs. He handles bis cruft with consummate 
skill; now running her before the gale, leaving a clean, 
noisy, white wake, and now he brings the smack's little 
round, red head to tliu wiud. holds it quivering there an 
instant, then goes about, every spur and pulley protesting. 
When the tide changes, in a body the smacks drift up the 
hay, dragging their small boats behind them like families 
of children. , , 
When the wind is off duty and undisturbed our hay 
dozes under the kind May sun, not a wrinkle marring its 
sweet, calm face; or, when like one tired of play it stretches 
itself peacefully for a noon nap, then I love to coax my 
Witch along the water’s edge and idle down the rocky reach 
of bench. At such moments a great peace possesses the 
world— the world about our t. iy. It i> like a great whole 
some hush. The robins are in the woods, nesting, just out 
nt gun shot; a few of those insatiable gulls are noiselessly 
putting their heads together, as if some of them may at 
last have discovered a new and finished design in flight 
with which to complete their rare embroidery of the 
heavens. In the liu/.y oiling a mighty flock of canvas 
wings U waiting a friendly breeze to spread and scatter it, 
mid impatient skippers arc pacing their decks, like prison- 
ers on a gallv. Two or three fearless and probably half 
famished sand snipe are lunching off the shore, their little 
pipe stem-like legs looking so unmistakably brittle they 
might easily break apart, leaving a mouthful of feathers 
and a melting relish of bird llesli to rot and go to decay. 
As the tide runs out and the width of beach increases, the 
serious, solemn-looking soft shell clam rears its meaty 
head, lifting an inch of fleshy neck iu true Dombeyan style 
from its sloppy home, and with true clerical elleci u bends 
not nor turns. No young curate on his ritualistic parish 
walk could create such an impression of stolid uncon- 
sciousness. It seems so odd to me that this peculiar folk 
should live in this underfoot and out ot lhc-wnrld sort of 
way, when the dry land might well ask for their presence, 
as their examjdo shows them to lie a decent, modest, un- 
fanll finding species, without cunning and without intrigue, 
living orderly, and seemingly in true and wholesome con- 
tent. My affection does really run for the soft shell cium. 
As a mild form or exhilaration there can nothing compare 
with the half hour spent at the water’s edge when the tide 
is off, with a short handled hoc, raking and gathering them 
in. The very fact that ouo is a mud covered and “dem- 
nition moist," unpleasant smelling body enhances the ex- 
hilaration. Through four feel <ff clear water I look down 
upon the sober, thoughtful crab, sideling along his sandy 
way, absent-mindedly, as If something heavy wcie resting 
on hi* mind. Ho reminds me of the married man ot fitly 
returning from his labors, clothed will! the cares ot t lie 
day ami the worries of life. It may he a more serious 
thing to fie a oral) than I think it, hut it in list be lnorc 
agreeable limn being a lobster. I have only hitter words 
for that ugly, mean, most miserable sinner, the sea spuler, 
u sort of a Fourth Ward rough of our hay. He is to hr 
shallow waters, about broken down piers, where 
is slimy and smells so; you sometimes grapple 
In deep soundings, and delight in cracking aim 
every one of Ills in any legs. It was only yester- 
>n the reefs, he robbed me of six successive rich 
found in shallow waters, about broken down piers, where 
the water is slimy and smells so; you sometimes grapple 
with him it 
crippling ev 
duy, out on — -- 
halts. As a human on shore the sea spider would rob and 
lie; he. is total depravity, has nothing reputable or decent 
About liiu>. J. must gel away from him. C. H. W. 
#4 $JtUnrt. 
W E went on the 21st of June— this 1875 June— to a 
small lake near Utopia. 1 shall not describe our 
journey. We had a noble horse, and saw two foxes on the 
way, besides several sunburnt country lasses, as ugly as 
hedge-hog*'. At Lupreuux, twenty-five miles, we dined at 
a very neat hotel and then wheeled merrily on, and arrived 
at. the hotel tie la bon homtne Reardon, eighteen miles fur- 
ther, near Saint George, in time for supper, which meal wc 
partook of like jolly good fellows always do that are 
blessed with a good appetite. Before tea we hauled the 
corks out of two bottles of Alsopp’s ale— 
" And the way wo drained Oilr glmiio* dry 
Would niuke a Uinpormice preacher sigh.” 
Next morning before the cocks crew we were on our way 
again to the residence of General Toag, a gjod old farmer, 
who hud just entered into “holy bonds," having married 
llio gay widow of four departed Mr. Somebodies. Mr. 
Toag was now a happy man; he had lived to get her, and 
he had reason to he proud and feel grateful, hut if he don’t 
look out for himself Mrs. Toag will outlive Mr. Toag, (or 
her ffude man No. 5.) for he is a somewhat slender old 
clmp, and his sweet wife is a tall, powerful woman, who 
will pul up with no nonsense. Yes, dear reader, Mrs. Toag 
is none of your delicate little creatures that would not burl 
n lly, hut a splendid two-fisted housewife, who would put 
u carbuncle on a follow’s head in five minutes if he did not 
mind his eye. We arrived at Toag’s; we captured two very 
wild steers of his, or rather of his and Mrs. Toug’s. These 
“fiery steeds” we, after great fatigue, managed to get yoked 
into a cart, the wheels of which were as large as — well, 
awfully large. The steers aeled badly; they ran away, 
bolted, upset Toag — General Toag; ran over a forest of 
huge black slumps, and nearly fell into the charming wa- 
ins of Lake Utopia. Finally, at Mr. Toag’s persuasion, 
they became less excited. He petted them oy welling them 
over the heads and noses with a stout cudgel, howling out 
while his copper-colored countenance was distorted almost 
beyond recognition, “Whoa, hug buck! whoa, hug bony! 
hack, whoa, hug bonj ! gee, back, whoa, hug buck-" In 
this carl we put a light boat, and after having it hauled a 
mile and a half to M. lake we set her afloat and rowed 
across the waters, encamping near a charming brook, or 
rather put up our tent. We then started through the for- 
est, and after footing it two miles stood on the margin of a 
small lake, and near us was a fair raft. We were soon at 
work. Noon found us whipping away in a lively style- A 
very handsome green fly appeared to excite the curiosity of 
the “gaudy inn 0 ccnt 6 ," for my companion, Lovejoy, soon 
landed a two-pounder. Well, wo both did well. One of 
mine was two and a half pounds, and many one and a half 
pounds and one pound. The water was entirely too high, 
a fuel that I have observed iu all the lakes I have fished 
i his Spring. I Imd the honor of "striking” and nearly 
capturing a fish that would have weighed four or five 
pounds, hut after playing him for a short time he darted 
away, showed his magnificent form on the top of the wa- 
ter, then gave a jump und a dive down, snapping my oiled 
silk fine, which, by the way, proved considerably rotten. 
It had been four years in use. I did not weep as my lost 
one departed, but I said something. I wont tell it here. 
Next day wc fished Ibis pond again with no success, the 
weather being very misty uud quite chilly. During the 
ni'dit of our encampment on t lie banks of M. lake wild 
cats hovered near us till daylight, and the screeches they 
let out were frightful, and made the dismal hours hideous. 
A bear also prowled a short way off, and our sanctum was 
entered by a rabbit and a tiling’ like a rat, and an immense 
spider, as large as a small potato— a very small potato. We 
kept on a good fire, and our lantern hung cheerfully before 
our door. The woods appeared to be alive with partridges. 
Owls screamed, waters roared, birds sung, fish jumped, 
and all that soit of thing. We struck tent and got back to 
Reardon’s in time for a good “square" meal, and during a 
thick fog and rain storm we started forborne, our stomachs 
filled with good grub, our baskets filled with trout, our 
wagon filled with traps, aud our hearts filled with joy. On 
the journey Lovejoy, who. by the way, is quite a military 
fellow, kept me awake during the dark drive by telling of 
many a hard-fought battle, many a victory, and many a 
good old General. In memory of this drive I have hereby 
christened Toag “General Toag" the Fifth. By my last 
advices I learn that Mr. and Mrs. Toag are well and hearty, 
and enjoying themselves at their picturesque farm, and all 
that sort of thing; and should any honest reader wish to go 
lisliing at or near Utopia, I shall he only too pleased lo give 
them an introductory epistle to General Toag and lady. 
St. John , W. li. J- Newton Wilson. 

Recite fou Preserving Meat.— A s warm weather has 
come at last, the following by a writer in Hie New York 
Times will prove both seasonable aud serviceable. There 
is no good reason why farmers and their families should 
eat so much salt pork, leaving all the fresh meat to the in- 
habitants of cities and villages, when the foil nving method 
will keep it fresh for weeks even in the warmest weather. I 
have tried it for several years. As soon as the animal heat 
is out of the meat, slice it up ready for cooking. I reparc 
a hiree jar by scalding it well with hot salt and water. Mix 
suit and pulverized saltpetre. Cover the bottom of the jar 
with a sprinkle of salt and pepper. Put down a layer of 
meat sprinkle with salt and pepper the same as if it was 
iust going to the table, and continue in this maimer until 
the iar is full. Fold a cloth or towel and wet it in strong 
salt and water, in which a littleof the saltpetre is dissolved 
Press the cloth closely over the meat and set it in a cool 
nlace. Be sure and press the cloth in tightly as each layer 
is removed, and your meat will keep for months. Then 
drain off all the blood that oozes from it. It will he neces- 
sary to change the cloth occasionally, or take it off and 
wash it first in cold water, then scald in salt and water us 
at first. In this way farmers can have fres h incat «l I the 
year round. 1 have kept beef that was kil ed the 13th of 
February till the 21st of June. Then 1 packed a large jar 
of veal in the same way during the dog days, nnd kept it 
six weeks. __ 
—Victor Emanuel is no less a sportsman because lie is a 
King The description of his hunting grounds given in 
foreign journals make them seem to be a sportsman * para- 
dise. 0 The chase among the mountains of Valsavarurche, 
which abound with gamo on the Italian side, is reserved to 
the King who bus established his central hunting odge on 
«». T.orvoillc. 7.000 feet above tide level. 
ORIGIN. DEVELOPMENT, AND TROGRE8S OF FISH CULTURE 
BY ICUTIIYOS.— NUMBER TWO. 
T 
O Lieut, (afterward Major) G. L. Jacobi, of Ilollen- 
hauscn.muet he given the credit of lir*t introducing, 
if not discovering, the process of artificial impregnation 
of fishes' eggs. The result of his experiments were emi- 
nently successful, though conducted through a period of 
forty years, before the discovery was given the world. 
His method of vitalizing eggs Was, with slight difference, 
the same as is practiced to-day. Jacobi says: "Place in a 
clean vessel about a pint of jiure water; seize the minion 
by the head and hold her over it; if the eggs have urrived 
at maturity, they will fallout of her of their own accord; if 
not, press lightly on the belly with the palm of the hand; 
the eggs will then detach themselves and fall into the 
water. Perform the same operation on a mule salmon, and 
when there is enough mill upon the eggs to whiten the 
surface of the water the fecundation of the eggs will he 
accomplished." We ate informed that his hatching trough 
was similar to that invented and used by the Monk, Dorn 
Pinclion. Jacobi's work on fish culture as n science, was 
the first work written on the subject. Under his manage- 
ment fish farms were established in Germany, nnd the fish 
produced became nn important article of commerce. It is 
said that the Queen of England, of that period, bestowed 
a handsome pecuniary reward upon the originator and dis- 
coverer of this art. 
Now our country becomes interested. The next aspirant 
for pisciculture! honors is an American school boy. Ac- 
cording to Dr. Slack, whose authority is reliable, “the late 
Rev. John Bachman, D. D., of Charleston, 8. C., claimed, 
in a paper read before the State Agricultural Society of that 
State, iu 1855, that iu 1804, at the. age of fourteen years, ho 
had impregnated and hutched the eggs of trout and other 
fishes." This statement 1ms been denied and ridiculed, 
but the character of Dr. Bachman as a Christian gentle- 
man is loo well known and recognized for us to doubt for 
a moment his veracity. Dr. Bachman modestly makes no 
cluim to the invention of the process. From the year 1804 
to 1844, experimental fish culture was practiced both by 
amateurs and savans, nnd many facts ascertained which, 
upon the revival of the art, proved of the greatest value 
and importance. In 1820 Messrs. Divert and Pilachon, af- 
ter many experiments, succeeded iu hatching a sufficient 
number of trout to stock u small stream in the south of 
Frunce. Messrs. Vogt and Agassiz., in the study of em- 
bryology, fecundated the pulee’s eggs, a variety of salmon 
of the waters of Switzerland, and hatched them. But 
now we come, after tracing minutely the progress of this 
art across the centuries, to a claimant, to whom the honor 
is due of re-establishing fish culture and of placing it on a 
practical basis. To Joseph Remy, of France, arc wo in- 
debted for the greatest boon giveu to the race during the 
present century. Rciny was a fisherman, who gained ft 
livelihood by ’the capture of trout in tbe small streams 
which abound in the Vosges Mountains, dividing Alsatia 
and Lorraine, tbe debatable ground between the French 
and Prussians— the casus belli between those nations re- 
cently, in which these territories are uguiu figured upon 
the map of Germany. Our discoverer had noticed with 
regret the rapid disappearance of his favorite fishes, and 
being energetic and persevering, though uneducated and 
ignorant, devoted himself assiduously for several years lo 
their habits, especially during the spawning season. The 
excessively dry season — Summer and Autumn of 1842 — fa- 
vored his investigations. Constant watch of the shoal of 
trout became necessary us the spawning season approached, 
and ns they were ascending lo their beds for the deposition 
of their eggs. Nature would demand rest. Remy, there- 
fore, associated with him a tavern keeper (aubergiete) 
named Genin. who alternated with him iu his observations. 
So earnestly and persistently were these pursued, that iu 
one instance, during the full of the moon, a shoal of trout 
were kept constantly in view during four consecutive days 
and nights. The result of this persistent labor, unremitted 
day and night, was the re discovery of the process of Ja- 
cobi, which these men at once put into successful practice; 
it was kept secret for four years as (if desirous of so do- 
ing) neither of the operators were able to prepare an ac- 
count of their work for public use; but in 1848, Dr. Haxo, 
of Epiral, visited their establishment, and at once recog- 
nized the value of their labors. By tbe Dr. reports were 
prepared and one forwarded to tbe Government and another 
to the French Academy- Both were received with favor. 
A commission of savans, headed by M. Costa, Professor 
of Embryology in the College of France, visited the fish 
farm of the Vosges, and reported on it favorably. Remy 
became a celebrity. He was invited lo Paris, aud the 
peasant fisherman of a few months before, and utterly un- 
known was an honored guest at the table of tin* President 
of the Republic. Work after work was issued; report af- 
ter report was made, and France inaugurated the great 
fish-breeding establishment known as the French Govern- 
mental Fisli Farm of lluninque, in 1851. 
This is wlmt is known thus far regarding the develop- 
ment of this great industry in the Old World, and marks 
unite minutely the progress of the nit from the present 
known records of the Chinese, 2,100 B. C. , down to a 
period when the art was introduced into the United States, 
in 1853 when I)r. Theodutus Garlick aud Prof. II. A. 
Ackley succeeded, after great labor and expense, in estab- 
lishing n fish farm near Cleveland, Ohio, the first of the 
kind projected in the United States. Dr. Garlick wrote a 
work on this subject in our country It is entitled A 
Treatise on tbe Artificial Propagation of Fisli In 1850, 
Mr Stephen II. Ainsworth, of West Bloomfield, N. i . 
commenced his experiments. This gentleman has done as 
much if not more, for the advancement cf American 
trout culture than any other person in America. He has 
developed several very useful inventions among which Ins 
spawning-nice stands pre-eminent. In New England. Mr. 
F C Kellogg, of Hartford, Conn., and Mr. I). W Chap- 
man ‘ of New York, began fish breeding nt Simsbury, 
Conn., as early as 1855, and published the results of their 
labors before the Connecticut Stale Agricultural bocict) . m 
isMi In 1857 the Stale of Connecticut passed an act m 
the interest of Mr. Carl Muller, of New York, and Mr 
Henrv Brown, of New Haven, granting certain powers, and 
control of Saltonstull Lake for the purpose of fish breeding. 
To bo Continued. 
