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in a comparatively short space of time, should it happen to 
succeed in gaining admission to a trout culturist’s nursery ponds. 
The eel is one of our greatest enemies, but his depredations in 
natural waters are very much overlooked. When he gets on to 
a fish farm, however, he soon lessens the number of fish, if not 
destroyed. 
A correspondent wrote to me this year, that he had lost a 
large percentage of his yearlings, owing to some eels getting into 
his ponds. I read in a book recently received from New Zealand, 
that “ninety rainbow trout were put into a large rearing box, 
with wire netting lids. These fish were growing splendidly, when 
some visitors to the ponds lifting one of the lids, and leaving it off, 
a large eel got into the box, and when discovered next mcrning 
its stomach was packed with nearly all this valuable fry, leaving 
only twelve alive.” Such lessons as these should not be lost 
sight of. 
During the last few years, the facility for visiting the 
magnificent scenery of the Lake District has been so much 
increased, that many parts of it are now very accessible to the 
tourist, and there is a great opening for the development of its 
waters, which did not before exist. No part of the world perhaps 
possesses so many charms for the contemplative mind. It would 
be difficult to find one which can provide so wide a field for the 
imaginations of the poet or for the legendary fancier, or such a 
charming variety of tint and landscape for the artist, as the lovely 
glens and varied hill-sides of this beautiful country. The lover of 
nature invariably finds much to delight him in this romantic 
region, and why, now that we have the power in our hands of 
dealing with the water, should it not be improved, so that it may 
be in the future more than ever it has been in the past, in the 
highest sense of the word—‘‘ An Angler’s Paradise.” 
