Morning appeal. [volume] (Carson City, Nev.) 1877-1906, 1879-12-14


commanding it's bold stand on the merits of
the eat fish.
CATFISH HEARD EsOk.
The following is duly appreciated
REDWOOD SLOUGH, near Lake Tahoe.
DEAR APPEAL: l am only dsspised cat
fish, living up here in dark and sometimes
dirty slough about half mile from the Lake.
The stage passes every day and last Monday
Hank Monk lost an APPEAL of the seat and
1t fel! close that we managed to reach it.
We all read the article on the catfish and it
smts rs. | liked the shot you gave the trout
and salmon. These speckled trout sometimes
come up our way when the water Is high, but
they are too airy for these parts. They don't
condescend to speak to us, but the other day
one got left here at low water and was ours
ing the country and wanting to get home,
when we turned in and helped him over
the bar. l loaned him 81, but ! guess I'll
never see it again. We have a nice little
colony of cat fish here, and in spite of our
appearance-Illa acknowledge we are not hand
sOme-we are industrious, law abiding fish.
and know how to behave ourselves and mind
our own business One favor | must ask
Don't dwell so largely on the palatability of
our flesh. People at present don't consider
either When you mention pan fish just al
Jude to the trout, sucker, sun fish, carp and
salmon as the best in market and leave us
out. If you can induce Hank to drop paper
now and then we will get up club.
Yours, etc,
A Constant FEEDER.
LOVE AND CATFISH
Twenty years ago the writer used to pull the
catfish from his native ponds in the sturdy
Nutmeg State. How well he recollects a
weird old sheet of water, lying in the hollow
of four hills that crowded to its sides if they
were conscious of their beauty and wanted to
gaze at their own reflections in its depths |
After sunset the pond was dark as ebony |
md as still as the rocks which lined its e!ge |
The streams which flowed into it passed |
through o soil interlaced with > red root |
which colored the water until the pond in good
weather. looked like good wine. When stirred
~ the storms, the foul deposits at the bottom
ose through the clear depths and made
he old pond thicken up with stronger
ed until it seemed like a pool of blood,
ull of CHASTITY and horrible shapes seen
,ut dimly where the light fell strongest. In
he still Summer nights the writer sought
his pond with clumsy fish pole and knotted
inc. There was a big log resting on two
ocks and just clearing the waters edge.
Asove was a gorgeous canopy of tangled
rape vines and naples. The naples by day
lowed with red and gold and clashed de-
ghtfully in the breath of the night winds.
'hile the clusters of grapes filled the air with
snses and left them clear, where the brutal
niees would have subjugated the body and {
aralyzed the reason. An old saw mill {
umbled close by and the miIler's daughter, a
tile yellow haired creature of ten, would
ome out in the evening and sit alongside
ne fisher on the same log. The bare legs of
ne two would be half immersed in the t
alter which protected them from the mos a
uitoes, and one pole was enough for both. :
ometimes fish would be on the hook ten i
lnutes before the absorbed pair would find t
out Finally as the evening advanced the 9
orm box would get Knocked into the water, 1
lie hook would be bare of bait, and all that c
le writer had to do was to sit in the moon n
,ht and hold the pole-and the girl 1t
ok all his energies to hold that girl on the P
g. Even the solo Of the whip poor will and
e chorus of the croaking bull frog passed II
,heard There was no watch pocket in d
ose home-spun trousers, hitehed up over a
tton shirt by one suspsnder and the time =
Is not measured So the guileless pair IT
ould sit on the log until the moon sank Il
hind the hills and the frogs beloved their
ng good night to it. Then half an hour D
Ter the broad anatomy of the fisher boy
,uld be famed by the whizzing paternal =,
PIPER SO that it was pretty hard to sit down
Z next morning and eat the fish with com =.
It. But the catching of the breakfast took -
9 edge of the big licking, and so long as ..
. memory of that miller's daughter and 8
familiar log holds place in present recol- ~
;tion, so long will the writer stand by the =.
fish of his boyhood days. a,
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