The Indianapolis journal., 1895-08-18
MOUNTAIN TROUT.
An indianapolis Mans Experience I'm
a Wurtemberg Stream.

Correspondence of the Sunday Journal.
UIIM, Wurtemberg, Aug. Son the way
to Munich we stopped off here to visit the
cathedral. Being hungry, we turned aside
from our purpose moment. and passed
into the dining room of hotel. On being
handed the card our eyes fell at once upon
Trout
Have you trout here?"
"Oh, yes. Would you like one?"
OF course, there was but one answer
Soon big lusty fellow was brought on.
we'll served-a meal for two hungry people.
Where did you get this?"
They grow here"
felt the fervor rush through me at once
"Can 1 go a-fishing for trout here?" I
asked.
Perhaps on Monday Git was Saturday
evening" if you stay so long
1t took, Of course, but little time to ne
gotiate a certainty We remained Early
Monday morning we were off for the trout
stream Passing throuh the old fortifica-
tionS, we came out upon broad valley rich
with the golden harvest. On each side of
the highway were rows of fruit trees, each
tree being numbered. The fields were alive
with harveSters-men. women and children
everybody was gathering the wheat, using
reaping hooks and the like in the good. old
fashioned way. In less than an hour we
reached the village OF Soefiingen, on the
banks of a pure, pretty, rushing stream,
or brook, that comes down from the Alps
Tt is properly named-the Blau. 1t has it's
source in deep pool, not far away in the
mountains, called the Blautopf. and. es-
Gaping through a gorge. rushes down
narrow valley into the Danube. We had
been directed to inquire in the village for
the .fsher," who would lead us the way
to the sport He was not at home and we
set out to find him. AS we pass about it
is noticed that beautiful wreaths of flowers
adorn the windows and walls of almost
every house, and from the highest point in
the village. the colors are flying. Yesterday
was the twenty-ifth anniversary of the
battle OF Meissenburg in which MAN. men
living here had been engaged. and they had
a soldiers reunion in commemoration OF
their victory. A man who happens not to
he in the field for moment, kindly under
takes to help us find the fisher" and
leads us through fruit garden. then by
the old walls of cloister long since aban-
doned. and into the fields. Here is the
..dsher.'' But We have no tackle.
He has no flies. Are we
70 be disappointed after all?
We press upon the fisher" that he must
not fail us, and we start back to the viii
lace with heavy heart. As We pass along
the convent wall he knocks loudly at an old
door. Directly 1t Is opened by large,
handsome. elderly man. and We are bid to
enter. He is a brother Of the fisher" This
brother took US into one of the rooms of
the old clojster The pictures on the walls.
with one unfinished on his easel, at once
gave assurance that he was an artist. He
baae us sit down. Old swords. pipes ami
brie-a-brac were scattered about. and over
the door was a striking portrait OF one OF
the o.d communal brothers. but who or what
II was no one now knows. AS soon as the
artist learns that we are Americans. who
want to so fishing, his kind eyes light up
With a glow cf real interest and friendship.
ue brings out his rods, and gives ire the
hest. He soon finds his fly hook. and puts
a new sdropper'' "a pretty hackle) ON the
leader. The weather is threatening. He
tnras 10 the barometer and assures US 1t
win be a coed day. Equipped and fully as
sured. we are now off for the sport
As we rass out of the village a wedding
marty comes from the church. led by band
n;aving a merry air. The bride Gall smiles
and orange fiowers) and groom are fol-
lowed by their parents. relations and
friends. going. no doubt, to the wedding
breakfast. We turn now towards the noun
tains. all eagerness and delight. Just at
the base OF the foothills is a dam. made
for the purpose OF using the water OF the
Blau. making as pretty a pool as ever
Isaak Walton himself would have desired.
The water runs quite swiftly through the
pool. The banks are hung here and there
with willow copss. AMI long, sedgy grasses
fall over the waters edge We begin at
The top Of the pool ana nsh down. The rod