The Middlebury register. [volume] (Middlebury, Vt.) 1850-1882, 1870-05-10
Angling for a Dog.

that of military necessity-it was bet
ter fishing through the farms where the
trout had been preserved than in open
lots where all could fish.
1t 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 a
sheltered place to hitch our horses, we
slyly crept on behind fences, &C., till we
reached the part of the stream not gener.
lily fished. A farm house stood not a
quarter Of mile away. We saw the
morning smoke curling lightly from a
stove-pipe; saw man and two boys
come out to do chores saw woman
busy about the door, and a ferocious 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 clumps Of
alders, lifting large speckled beau.
ties out of the water until our baskets
were full.
This was the time to have gone bu,
the trout were so large and bit SO readily
that we could not withstand the tempta
ton, so we decided to string and hide
what we had, and take another basketful
So at it we went. Ne sooner would the
hook touch the water than it had trout
We forgot the house, the man, the boy IS
and the dog. Suddenly there was rush
lug through an oatfeld as if a mad bull was
coming. We looked toward the house
and saw the farmer and his two boys on 0
fence, the woman in the door, and the
dog bounding towards us. We saw it al
we had been discovered The well-train.
ed dog had been sent to hunt us out, and
as the matter appeared, it was safe to bel
that he was doing that thing right live
ly.
To outrun dog was not to be though
Of There was no time to lose. HI
cleared fence and came for us Just a
we reached tree, and by great activit,
took front seat on limb above hi
reach. Here was precious 90 A vic
ious bulldog under the tree, and the far
mer and the two big boys ready to NOV
down upon our works. 1t was fight
foot-race, or fangs.
The farmer yelled to his dog, "Watcl
him, Tige !"
T;gn proposed tn hn that little thina
and keeping his eyes upon US. seated him
self under the tree.
Then spoke this ugly farmer man Jus
hold on thar, stranger, till we get break
fast; then we will come and see you
you are in hurry, however, you can 9
now! Watch him, Tige =
We surmised trouble quite too mucl
flor thrice had that bold man of bull dog
and agriculture elegantly walloped innc
cent tourists for being seen on his sui
, urban premises. His reputation as
peace man was not good and there aros
a large heart toward our throat.
Time is the essence Of contracts, an
the saving ordinance Of those in troubl,
We had stout line in our pocket, and
large hook intended for rock bass if W
failed to take trout. And as good luc
would have it We had got nice sandwic
ana piece of boiled corn beef in our otl
er pocket.
We called the dog pet names, but
wasn't on it Then we tried to NOV
down, when he moved up! At last W
trebled our bass line. fastened the grea
: limerick to it,baited it with the corn bee
tied the end oft to limh, ,and angled for
dog.
Tige was in appetite. He smelt {
beef: it was very nice. He swallowc
it, and sat with his eyes on US for more
but with no friendly look beaming frol
his countenance. Not any,
Then he pulled gently on the line
was fast ! Tige yanked and pulled, bl
twas no use
We quickly slid down the tree-almo
blistcring our backs doing it-seizing OF
: pole. and straitway went thence somewhi
lively.
, We found our string of fish and reach
ed the buggy and commanding spot i
the road in time to see the sturdy yeoma
move forth.
We saw him and his cohorts, male an
3 female, move slowly, as if in no hast,
We came quickly home aud kindly lie
: the bass line and hook to the farmer.