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burnt quite red and the inside of his hands was peeled 

 off. As the place where the Rhine enters the lake was famous 

 for salmon, he ventured there, but not being sufficiently ac- 

 quainted with the dangers of that locality he got in the famous 

 eddy, and was kept there for hours, no help being near. 



The lake is still famous for its fish, though the steamships 

 have done a great deal of harm. Some years ago a renowned 

 fisherman from Horn caught in one morning 800 cwt. of fish, a 

 fact scarcely credible, but which was confirmed as true by 

 many persons. Salm and Corvin engaged that lucky man to 

 initiate them in his art, and they went frequently out fishing 

 on the lake, mostly trolling for salmon-trout and pike, but with 

 indifferent success. Once Salm had a bite and he became 

 quite excited, for according to all indications an enormous 

 salmon had taken the bait. Instead of giving the fish line and 

 letting it exhaust its strength, Salm in his eagerness pulled in 

 with all the strength of his arm, and the result was, as every 

 votary of the craft might have foreseen, that he nearly capsized 

 the boat by falling on his back, the salmon getting off with 

 six hooks in his mouth. Salm was much teased for this un- 

 courteous behaviour of one of his cousins towards the ' Rhine- 

 grave,' for salmon is Salm in German, and the family derive 

 their name from this denizen of the Rhine, the Salms having 

 two salmons in their coat of arms. 



I contented myself with fishing with the rod, remaining on 

 shore. Though I am not very fearful in general, I dislike 

 water, for on looking on it I think, shudderingly, of sea-sick- 

 ness. 



We made of course many excursions to the mountains, and 

 though sometimes fatiguing, they were pleasant. We visited 

 now and then the fine village of Heiden, about six miles from 

 Wiggen, beyond the crest of the Rorschach hill and beautifully 

 situated. Many people live there through the summer, and 

 the place is quite celebrated, as Professor Graefe, the eminent 

 oculist, stayed there ev-ery summer, and people from every 

 part of the world came there to consult him. 



We visited also sometimes Castle Rorschach, the decayed 

 residence of the old lords of Rorschach, and once the resi- 

 dence of an abbot of St. Gall, who sustained a siege and died 

 there. It is situated some hundreds of feet above the village, and 

 is now owned by a man who has been everywhere in the world, 



