32 Rambles with a Fishing-Rod. 



have my property, because the superintendent 

 had gone to his dinner, and the clerk on the 

 spot was not authorised to give out luggage. 

 But eventually perseverance prospered, and I 

 went off with my portmanteau. But to return 

 to the Schluch See. My enforced stay had 

 one good consequence, at any rate. I was en- 

 abled to ascertain the result of Herr Ganter's 

 fishing. He returned home at half-past three ; 

 but he had added only two more to the three 

 fish I had helped him to take. The weight of 

 the whole basket was between 13 and 14 Ib. 



Next day, with the sun shining brightly, we 

 said good-bye to the Schluch See and its pure 

 and bracing air, where we lived on comfortable 

 German fare for seven-and-sixpence a-day, a 

 higher rate than we should have paid had we 

 remained for a longer time. Two hours' walk, 

 and of course less time in a coach or carriage, 

 brought us to St Blasien, a small village in a 

 pleasant wooded valley, with some neat pensions, 

 two or three small hotels, and an ancient abbey. 

 The Alb rises some way above the village, 

 where it is a small and rather shallow stream, 

 and flows on through the fine scenery of the 

 Albthal to join the Rhine at Albruck. When 



