CHAPTER XV. 



CONSTANCE CHUB AND WELRER. 



WHEN living near the lake of Constance it used 

 to be amusing to see the little boys fishing for chub, 

 of which there used to be quantities, including some 

 very fine ones. They used to lie in shoals under 

 the bridge, in a part of the river where there was 

 very little stream. f 



On the bridge at this spot the little gamins con- 

 gregated, and on a hot day in the cherry season, 

 having baited their hooks with a ripe cherry, and 

 holding their lines in their hands they did not use 

 rods they would haul the chub up hand-over-hand 

 over the side of the said bridge, and often caught a 

 great many. To mention or give any idea of the 

 quantity of cherries the boys would eat themselves 

 is quite out of my power, but they would eat them 

 by the hat or cap full, and always swallowed all the 



