A TALE OF THE GRAND JARDIN 



abroad and the voices of the sky filling 

 our ears, you will understand. Our tent 

 is pitched so near that infernal spot, 

 the whole thing takes possession of me 

 again. I keep listening 



" You know the Riviere a 1'Enfer, but 

 you have not seen its head-waters, and 

 never will if you are wise. A queer lot 

 of tales old and new, but all pointing to 

 prodigious trout, took me past the 

 mouth of the canyon that gives the river 

 its name. A bold man might follow this 

 cleft in the mountain, but he would go 

 in peril of his life; the precipitous 

 ascent on the left side is safer, if not 

 easier. 



"Duchene would not guide me there, 

 but he gave an extraordinary account of 

 the fishing in the lake which is the 

 source of the river. There is an Indian 

 tradition, and these traditions usually 

 have a foundation of some kind, that it 

 contains trout of tremendous size. Du- 

 chene asserted that stout lines he had set 



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