connection
with the Epioux lakes. Being a good, all-round sportsman, having been
raised on a Yorkshire country estate, where there was abundant work for
both rod and gun, he made, of course, the _Field_ his weekly study, and
found the advertisement columns as interesting to read as any other.

There, when settled in the world of London, he saw the fishing
advertised as an eligible resort, where you might get your angling for
a few shillings per day. He went over, and found that the lakes were
occupied by two English pisciculturists, and that the water was in a
measure stocked. Mr. Walton was so pleased with his fishing,
especially in the upper lake, that he at once took a fancy to the
place, and arranged for due warning should the tenancy become vacant,
as seemed to be likely before long. In about eighteen months the
result was that the lease was secured.

Materials were sent from England by Mr. Walton, and the chalet built as
described above. There was one German name at any rate mentioned by
him with affectionate regard, namely, the late Herr Jaffe, who was
called in to assist in stocking. This was thoroughly done. Rainbow
trout were in the fashion then, and 300 pounds worth of them were
promptly introduced. They took most kindly to the water, and as they
were 6,000 strong to begin with, the fishing soon became good indeed.
That it was so when the alderman and I visited the chalet, quotation
from the article already tapped for present use may testify:

"The sport was so good that the details would become monotonous. I say
nothing about the baskets made by the two friends who also fished, save
that my host and myself were, at the end, close within touch of one
another's totals. We went afloat after breakfast and fished till
luncheon; went out again when the sun was declining, fishing from about
seven till nine. As I have stated, my first evening (which was
particularly interesting, because there I was at the other end of
Belgium catching fish at the hour corresponding with that of the
previous day when I was taking my seat in the Great Eastern express for
Harwich at Liverpool Street) accounted for twelve trout; the next day's
bag was forty-eight (twenty-six in the forenoon and twenty-two in the
evening); the following day's was fifty (twenty-two in the forenoon,
twenty-eight in the evening); and on the last day, which was rough as
to wind till the afternoon, my record was fourteen in the forenoon and
t