A Spring Ramble in Normandy. 83 



eval Normandy, who, in his simple fashion, 

 sang, in the Vaux de Vire, " Hommage aux 

 Cidre " 



" soulas de gosiers, 

 tres bon jus de pomme, 

 Prions pour le bonne homme 

 Qui planta les ponimiers." 



A walk of a couple of miles from the Hotel 

 du Grand Cerf brought us to the village of 

 Arnieres, where a large mill stands on the Iton. 

 Permission was obtained here to fish on M. le 

 Due's the miller's property. The stream 

 was rapid for some distance. There was a dam, 

 then a long stretch of dead water, until the 

 rapid now from the mill again changed its 

 character. Nothing seemed on the move, 

 though the water, unlike that of the streams of 

 Calvados, was but little affected by the late 

 rain. At last a small trout fell a victim to the 

 attractions of a March brown, and then another 

 or two. In the dead water there were un- 

 doubtedly good trout; but the puffs of west 

 wind ruffled the water only here and there, and 

 a stronger breeze was needed to make it really 

 satisfactory fishing. However, at last, dropping 

 the cast gently beneath a willow, a good fish 



