Lexington weekly intelligencer., 1879-11-01
Fishing and Hunting.

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and Ben. Higgins. They took from this
place, as general utility man. MIR. William B
Rollins, a sable successor of Professor Blot.
The scene of their exploits will be the clas- =
sic shades of the Big Nisngua, In Camden
county. II this was an ordinary fishing and
hunting party there would be nothing more e
to saw. hut the gentlemen here mentioned
are disciples of Isaak Walton eplcures, o
Nfmrods and poets. We can well imagine D
the gentle bachelor, johnson, as with reel I
and line he follows the meanderings OF the !. .
stream, murmuring to himself the words OF
his illustr:ous exampler:
81 in these nowery meads would be, .
These CRYSTAL streams should solace me; ,
To whose harmonious bubbing noise =,
L, with my angle, would rejoice. |,
Sit here and see the turte-doVe
Court his chaste mate to acts OF love" !"
The manly Hord we picture to ourselves
seated upon q log in some sequestered shade,
fishing for bass with q live frog for bait. bis
thoughts wandering back to bis "many
friends" in old Lafayette, and bis bait wink
Ing at him from the top of q stump not far
away.
Uncle Zach, as earnest in angling as In all
other thugs in life, may be seen casting bis
ninnows into each shining pool. and won-
dering why In the world he don't get more
bites, until galllnipper pops him under the
left ear and gives him one he doesn't want.
Then, friend Conn, more hunter than fish, |
erman, we remember we'll h deer hunt which |
we took together years ago. A good shot |
and a successful deer slayer, Oh this trip bis |
ssluck was agin" him. he could come the |
next thing to getting deer about twice
day. but always 'tjust the next thing to it,"
until one afternoon, In good stand, doe
| came In reach OF his Manton, he emptied Its
| contents into her side and she fell prone up.
| ON the earth. He started toward the stricken
animal to cut her throat, as is the merciless
| habit Of hunters, when, hearing rustic In
the leaves he looked around and saw a mag
niticent buck looping gracefully right toward
| him Sure of his doe, he turned to Kill the
buck, which came within fair range. He
raised his gun carefully, that faithful old
piece that rarely deceived him. took delib-
crate ann. and-missed. Mournfuily and
sadly he turned away to quarter the doe,
when-could he believe his eyes3 Yes; she
was gone. While HIS attention had been
occupied with the buck the wounded animal
had rallied her strength, gained her feel, land
quietly slipped away. Brother Conn never
swears, but he came to camp that night
detected and heart-broksn hunter. He
blamed his eyes, the powder, the shot, the
Intervening brush, everything but that old
gun. No one should say it was that gun.
Il Alb. Ward and Ben. will do good, solid
work, and can especially be counted on
/ when old Bill says, "Supper's ready, gentle
men, In truth, they will all do pretty well
about that time.
, Old black Bill himself, quiet and steady
/ on a camp hunt, a good cook, tough as
S whaIebone, reliable on the bItters question,
] reminds us OF hunting circumstance Of
r some years standing. 10. T--s, f. T-g
, the writer and old Bill had gone down te
e Moss creek fishing and hunting. The fishing
e was no good, SO that WIS soon abandoned
and the attention of the party WAS turned Il
!, duck shooting. The ducks few high, th'
:. creek afforded no good covers and the spor
i was poor, only Il light bag rewarding III
e hunters toll and it was determined to star
t. for home. Hysinger's lake was taken e
), route. and when the party reached there the
met man-lt was good thing for that ma
II that they didn't meet him next morning
& who told them that there was splendid shoot
r. ing on the other side of the smain lake,
o between two lakes, as it were. A vote wa
lie taken and it was decided to 60 to the othe
D, side of the .smain lake" " and SO we started
l. When we got about half way around the lax
At the horses began to bog down IN the sol
Is ground, and the further we went the wors
n- they begged, until, in eighteen inches {
arI l af fho laih iOWn and
&c fused to bulge an inch, his nose elevated
b. an angle Of forty-tive degrees. There vi
I'D nothing for it but to get out In the waite
unharness the animal and force him to b
OF feet. This was done, and after some difdcu
Us ty the wagon was again under way. II
finally reached its destination. There Il
'st party found Itself on q sort OF isthmus
nd tween two lakes, on low ground, and me-
them, the only land foot above water,
ng small, flat piece OF prairie, with the grs
RS. moved and piled up in shocks. A few hou
Q of daylight still remained, and the thr
Ike shot-guns did pretty fair execution. Mig
cd came, and as no tent had been brought,
,ll- crawled under the wagon, which was ne
ers the fire, to grateful rest, for all were tire
e l About ten or eleven O'Clock some one G
u a claimed, "Hello, It's raining |" aud few
ty, drops began to come down they were CT
So ones, too. The sky was black, and stead
ore the rain came harder and harder. First
ty, penetrated the bed clothes, then began
pal rise on the ground gradually until 1t beca
ses, unbearably cold, aud some one proposed
hen go to the shecks and crawl into them
om- shelter. All got up. There was no fire,
out course, and no ether light. Plutonic da
;, 1t ness reigned, except when CLEAN Of lig
eak ming enabled the shock hunters to see, TO
1t moment. The RAIN descended in torrer
sur The ground was covered with about tn
my inches OF water. Each man had bed q
her. over his head, and was making for
tcl- shocks. II was so terribly dark that q
Iste- had gone but a very little way until Il
were utterly lost-lost from the shoe
kid and lost from each other. Then they be-
n1 to haloo In order to keep together. 81
the Joe; oh Joe. where are you ?' "Here 1 aI
u maybe not ten feet of. Presently, g
9th Frank ; oh, Frank; oh, Frank, where
very you?'' The rain still coming down abou
n3 1t did on old Noah. Then Joe was lost,
mes way of he could be heard, "Oh, Alex
and Alex, have you found those shocksY' S
than went for what seemed over an hour. At
ears the shocks were found, and each man cl
He into the middle of one OF them. They v
peri tOlerably large, and. though it was get
icer. pretty cold, all managed TO sleep little.
d to the morning the first voice was that OF fri
ltho- Joseph, who hailed the writer and al
5 the him II he was still alive. The rain had {
Iugh ed, but the ground was covered with WI
,an's and it was a dismal morning indeed.
con- hunters all made their way to the WACO
here, woe-begone set, with their teeth rstl
this like castanets. In the recesses of the Wa
,r he there was a big, black bottle. 1t ",
,ntsd long until it was no longer in the wagon
from was pretty nearly full, as it was tempe
!. the crowd, and Frank put it to his trent
the lips and took a pull-a long pull and ct
Is SO pull-next 1t came our way and Was e
y be- tapped; then we passed 1t to Joe. Thel
Defal- stood, shivering as il he would shake e
din- button out Of his clothes; his teeth ciss
hings together as if they would be smashed. IS.
yer drink, Joe, it will warm you
Chick "N-n-n-n-n-o-o o-o-o,'' he answered, Ii
lie he d-d-d-d-d-d-de tirst,' and ne wouldn't
,f 50, it. But old Bill All, here Is where oil,
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