PRACTICAL FLY FISHING 



man approaching, I said to him, c Monsieur y 

 auriez-vous la bonte de me montrer la petite 

 riviere d'Etrelles ? ' ' Oh, oui, Monsieur, vous 

 allez par ce moulin-la. Are you not English, 

 sir ? ' * I believe I am/ I replied. ' Oh, then, 

 I can tell you a great deal better in English, 

 for I am an Englishman myself, and I belonged 

 to the Hussars who were quartered here. I 

 married a girl, and when the troops left, I got 

 leave to remain here, and I look after two 

 horses for a gentleman who lives at Montreuil. 

 But with regard to the river, there is little or 

 no fishing near here, and the best is about twa 

 leagues off, near the villages of Wrek and 

 Etrelles. General Vyvian, who commanded 

 the Hussar brigade, was so fond of fly-fishing, 

 that he went almost every day when the troops 

 were not out, and I always attended him. 

 There is an old fisherman who lives at Enxern 

 the General always left his tackle with him 

 through the winter a very honest old fellow/ 

 I gave the old soldier a shilling for his informa- 

 tion, and walked on in the direction he had 

 sent me, but got entangled in a bye-water, 

 which ran about two miles ; and when I got 

 out of this labyrinth it was too late to think of 

 proceeding up the water, the feed at this early 

 part of the season being very short. I saw a 

 man catching Eels ; he told me that there were 

 no Trout in that part of the water, but a good 

 many higher up, in the streams, and a consider- 

 able quantity of Sea-Trout in the autumn, some 

 of them of a very large size. I returned to the 

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