To Go Back To Lucerne And Its Fishers, I Concluded,
After About Nine Hours' Waiting, That The Man Who Proposes
To Tarry Till He Sees Something Hook One Of Those Well-Fed
And Experienced Fishes Will Find It Wisdom To "Put Up
At Gadsby's" And Take It Easy.
It is likely that a fish
has not been caught on that lake pier for forty years;
but no
Matter, the patient fisher watches his cork there
all the day long, just the same, and seems to enjoy it.
One may see the fisher-loafers just as thick and contented
and happy and patient all along the Seine at Paris,
but tradition says that the only thing ever caught there
in modern times is a thing they don't fish for at all - the
recent dog and the translated cat.
CHAPTER XXVII
[I Spare an Awful Bore]
Close by the Lion of Lucerne is what they call the
"Glacier Garden" - and it is the only one in the world.
It is on high ground. Four or five years ago,
some workmen who were digging foundations for a house
came upon this interesting relic of a long-departed age.
Scientific men perceived in it a confirmation of their
theories concerning the glacial period; so through
their persuasions the little tract of ground was bought
and permanently protected against being built upon.
The soil was removed, and there lay the rasped and guttered
track which the ancient glacier had made as it moved
along upon its slow and tedious journey.
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