The Pulaski citizen. [volume] (Pulaski, Tenn.) 1866-current, 1874-03-19
For the CITIZEN
PiscatOrfal.

MR.. Through the columns
of the CITIZEN, which everybody reads,
or should, we wish to call the attention
of those mostly interested, TO an evil
that crles aloud for abatement. We al
lude TO the wholesale destruction of the
finny denizens of Richland creek, that
threatens soon to leave its watery depths
to the sole occupancy of mud turtles
and water dogs.
For several years many of our fellow
citizens, principally of that class that
now reVels in the largest liberty, by
means of box and basket traps, have
shown determination worthy of bet
ter cause, to capture the last fish in said
stream, if it takes all summer. But
more recently, a party driven from Al
ALBANIA waters by wholesome legislation
have pitched their tents on the banks of
our devoted creek, and now while
write, its mouth is filled by great bar
rel net, the wings of which extend from
shore to shore, and its huge mouth, with
extended Jaws, vOraciOusly swallows up
every fish that sWims this way, and I'M
satiated by the finny hosts that crowd
into Its FapaciOus NAV, it still gapes fOF
more, and will continue to cape for
more, until there are no more te-gape
for, unless a corrective is speedily APP
piled.
Can any disciple of the renowned
Isaack Contemplate such a result with
equanimity? Should this evil continue
the time will soon come when there will
be no small fry left to nibble encOur-
agement to the most patient lover of this
captivating art, and from every hilltop
resOunding through every valley, and
reyerberating from every unsatisfied APP
petite, viii be heard the anxious enqui-
ry, "Where shall we get another fish I'd
fry 90
How sad to think that soon the noble
red horse and the more nimble succoT
will cease to hold their pleasant annual
reunions on The shoals in the sweet
spring-time, or the more sedate catfish,
30 mingle in sportive dalliance in the
deeper holes. OH, Richland thOg dear
old 'capricious creekT How fondly our
memory clings to that whilom happy
past, when eur youthful feet loved to
stray along thy pebbiy shores. What
pleasing recOllections the sight of a bob
| bling cork even yet calls up from the
vastly deep of buried joys, where they
| have slumbered fOr-for several lengths
of periods. But alasl alasl there vii
soon remain nothing in thy liquid
depths to bob a cork but the aforesaid
mud turtles and ambulant cats.
Farmers, GfangerS, COuntrymen, we
| appeal to you from considerations deep
as the stream itself, let no middle men
come between you and the finny tribes
that sport in its mixed waters. Post
your lands and streams, and end at once
this scaley business before the last fish
is scaled. Legislators and would-be
legislators, our eyes turn in our eX-
tremity imploringly to you; legislate
for the projection Of the Dish in our
streams, the game in our fields and for
ests, and for the improvement of our
public roads. And you, Mr.. Editor,
through the columns of the justly pop
ular CITIZEN agitate, OH, agitate until
every heart is fired with a sense of our
grievance, and every hand is lifted
against it; and may 1,000,0OO of subscri-
beers pour 100000 of treasure into your
willing pockets, or the highest niche in
the temple of newspaperdom, whichever
you prefer, be your reward.
ANXIOUS PIsCIs.