The Milan exchange. (Milan, Gibson County, Tenn.) 1874-1978, 1882-08-12
=. AIRY MILLER'S STURGEON.

lHlrJY-iOur years ago boys VINO llVeu
on the shores of Lake Champlain were
very fond of catching the big surgeons
that abounded in its clear waters. Not
more so, perhaps, than boys would be
now if fine fish were as plenty and as
easily captured; but then other sports
were not so common in that day, and
fishing had much less competition. Oft
en- six or seven would go out together
with long seines, and some famous
catches they used to make.
One spring day several lads about
eigh cen years old hauled in splen-
did sturgeon, whose good nature and
intelligence won him quite local fame,
and whose story ought to have been
written long ago.
He was such fine, handsome fellow,
that Harry Miller, a kind-hearted boy who
was fond of pets, determined to take him
home and try to tame him.
The rest of the party were all willing
to give up their share in the prize, so the
big captive's fate was settled then and
there. Harry took him to his home at
Cedar Point, near Port Henry, and put
him in box which he had sunk in the
water, and fastened to a landing at the
edge OF the lake.
The box was about eight feet wide
and thirteen feet long, SO that a stur-
geon could have plenty of room, even
ii he was over three and half feet long,
and weighed about one hundred and
fifteen pounds, as this one did. Harry
was careful that there should be plenty
of chance for the fresh lake water 10
flow all through this novel aquarium,
so that it was always fresh and pure.
He also made door which could be
securely locked, so that he could take
his pet out when he wished, and yet be
sure that no one would steal him.
The next thing was name, and COM
mon place Tom was chosen, Just as it
might be for horse or dog. 1t did
not take Tom long to learn his name,
and as he had all the worms, meat and
kitchen scraps he could eat, and was
always treated kindly, he soon grew
very tame and fat. He was ready
whenever any one came to feed him,
and when his master playfully patted
his sides, he would roll over Just as
roguishly as pet puss might.
A Frenchman who lived near Harry
Millers home was wonderfully skillful
in training animals, and he persuaded
Harry to let him see what he could do
with Tom. He found a most docile
pupil, and succeeded amazingly, to
Harry's intense delight. After several
weeks he considered his task accom-
plished, and returned his charge to his
young owner.
Tom was now ready to do something
practical in return for his masters kind
ness; in fact, he had become real
"sea-horse, well broken to harness, or
rather to rope, for that is all he needed
to pull boat.
A heavy ring was fastened through
the thick cartilage just behind the dor
sal or back fin, and a stout rope was
snapped into this ring when Tom was
"hltched up" just as a rein often is
into a bit.
The other end of the rope was held or
made fast in the boat. so that all one
had to do to have a fine ride was to at
tend to the steering. A long pole did
duty for reins, and slap ON the water
either side of Tom would turn him in
the opposite direction.
If he grew lazy, as he sometimes did,
sharp splash just behind would quick
en- him up. There was never any trou-
BILE about getting home after ride.
just as soon as Tom had chance to
turn around, he would start straight for
his box, and swim with all his might
until he was once more snugly housed.
While Tom was being trained, he was
allowed only about six feet OF rope, but
after Harry felt sure that he could trust
his pet, he let him go twenty or thirty
feet from the boat, and instead of short
rides he used to stay out as long as three
or four hours.