212 GOLDEN DAYS 



can work wonders with a surly miller, who 

 for a fat brace of chub will smile and lead 

 you to some likely haunt of trout. 



For us fishers in Brittany the chub has 

 become a necessity on some of the larger 

 streams, where for whole days together the 

 trout, for no apparent reason, lie in their 

 rooty lairs and bant. It is then the hour 

 of the Breton chub, who, it would seem, is 

 a better branch of the family than his 

 English relatives, for he takes a " floater " 

 beautifully and puts up a longer fight. 



There are days in the late season which 

 can still afford us sport, days when the 

 river is running cool after the mid-day 

 heat, and shadows begin to lengthen from 

 the willow-trees across the pool. Beyond 

 in the golden water lie big dark forms, 

 which move up and break the surface 

 from time to time as fluttering specks 

 float down on the amber current. The 

 Breton chub is greedily sucking in his 

 evening meal of flies. 



And now, for the sheer joy of fingering 

 it in memory, I would add a description 

 of my last pre-war toy. 



It was a cabinet which held a vast and 



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