Again, there lingers in the Cam, and a few other rivers of north-eastern
Europe, that curious fish the eel-pout or ‘burbot’ (_Molva lota_). Now
he is utterly distinct from any other fresh-water fish of Europe. His
nearest ally is the ling (_Molva vulgaris_); a deep-sea fish, even as his
ancestors have been. Originally a deep-sea form, he has found his way up
the rivers, even to Cambridge, and there remains. The rivers by which he
came up, the land through which he passed, ages and ages since, have been
all swept away; and he has never found his way back to his native
salt-water, but lives on in a strange land, degraded in form, dwindling
in numbers, and now fast dying out. The explanation may be strange: but
it is the only one which I can offer to explain the fact—which is itself
much more strange—of the burbot being found in the Fen rivers.
Another proof may be found in the presence of the edible frog of the
Continent at Foulmire, on the edge of the Cambridge Fans. It is a moot
point still with some, whether he was not put there by man. It is a
still stronger argument against his being indigenous, that he is never
mentioned as an article of food by the mediæval monks, who would have
known—Frenchmen, Italians, Germans, as many of them were—that he is as
dainty as ever was a spring chicken. But if he be indigenous, his
presence proves that once he could either hop across the Straits of
Dover, or swim across the German Ocean.
But there can be no doubt of the next proof—the presence in the Fens
(where he is now probably extinct) and in certain spots in East Anglia,
which I shall take care not to mention, of that exquisite little bird the
‘Bearded Tit’ (_Calamophilus biarmicus_). Tit he is none; rather, it is
said, a finch, but connected with no other English bird. His central
home is in the marshes of Russia and Prussia; his food the mollusks which
swarm among the reed-beds where he builds; and feeding on those from
reed-bed to reed bed, all across what was once the German Ocean, has come
the beautiful little bird with long tail, orange tawny plumage, and black
moustache, which might have been seen forty years ago in hundreds on ever
reed-rond of the Fen.
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