North Iowa times. [volume] (McGregor, Iowa) 1867-current, 1870-06-01
Angling for Dog.

Angling for Dog.
An editor thus relates fishing story
We were travelling on ground we had
no right to travel over. The only excuse
was like that of a military necessity-it
was better fishing through the farms
where the trout had been preserved than
in the open lots where all could 6sh.
It was early in the morning. We had
risen at three, ridden ten miles and struck
the creek as the trout were ready for
breakfast Looking carefully for shell
tered place to hitch our horses we slyly
crept on behind fences, etc., till we reach
ed the part of the stream not generally
fished. A farm house stood quarter of .
mile away. We saw the morning smoke
curling lightly from a stove-pipe; saw
q man and two boys come out to do chores !;
saw woman busy about the door, and Q
ferocions bull dog wandering about the
yard.
If ever we fshed close, it was then {,
not whisper to disturb the birds or the
owners of the land. We crawled through
the grass and lodged behind c:umps Of
elders lifting large speckled beauties out
of the water till our basket was full.
This was the time to have gone but
the trout were SO large and bit 80 readily
that we could not Withstand the temptation,
so we decided to string what we had, and
take another basket full. So at it We
went. No sooner would the hook touch
the water then we had trout. We for
got the house, the man, the boy, and the
dog!
Suddenly there was rushing thro' an
eat field as though mad bull was comindl
We looked toward the house, and saw the
farmer and his two boys on fence, the
woman in the dosr, and the bull deg bound
ing toward us. We saw it ALIVE had
been discovered The well trained dog
had been sent to hunt US out, and as the
matter appeared, it was safe to bet that he
was doing that right lively
To run a dog was not to be thought Of.
There was no time to lose. He cleared
the fence and came for US just as we reach
ed tree, and by great activity, took
front seat on limb out Of his reach.
Here was a precious go! A vicious bull
dog under the tree, and the farmer and
two big boys ready to move down on our
works. 1t was fight, foot race, or fangs.
The farmer yelled to his dog, swatch
him, Tiger!''
Tiger proposed to do that little thing,
and keeping his eyes upon us, seated him
self under the tree.
Then spoke this ugly farmer man, "Just
hold on thar, stranger, till we eat break
fast then we'll come and see you! It
you are in hurry, however, you can go
now Watch him, Tiger!'
We surmised trouble quite much, for
thrice had that beld man of bull dogs and
agriculture elegantly walloped innocent
tourists for being seen on his suburban
premises. His reputation as peace man
was not good, and there arose large
heart towards our throat.
Time is the essence of trouble. We had
a stout line in our pocket, and large
hook intended for rock bass, if We failed
to take trout. And as good luck would
have it we had got nice sandwich and q
piece Of boiled corn beef in our other poe
ket.
We called the dog pet names, but he
wasn't on it! Then we tried to move
down when he would move up! At last
we trebled our bass line, fastened the great
limerick to it, baited it with the corn beef,
tied the end of the line to limb and ang
led for dog!
Tiger was in appetite. He swallowed it
and sat with his eyes on us for more bat
with no friendly look beaming from his
Not any
Then we pulled gently on the line-it
was fast! Tiger yanked and pulled, but it
was no use
We quickly slid down the tree-almost
our back doing it-seised our
pole and straightway went thence some
what lively.
We found our string of fish, and reach
ed the buggy and commanding spot in
the road, in time to see the sturdy yeo-
men move forth.
We saw him and his cohorts, male and
female, move slowly, as if in no haste.
We saw them look up the tree. We
saw an anxious crowd engaged about
the dog. We came quickly home and
left the bass line and hook to the farmer.
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