The Anderson intelligencer. [volume] (Anderson Court House, S.C.) 1860-1914, 1885-05-28

of game. We take moi pleasure in pur.
suing anything that is tame and submis.
siye, but only banker after tha. which Is
wild and trying to escape. I reckon is
is nature, just nature the love OF do.
minion. If the fish or the squirrels
would come at our call and surrender,
we would turn them loose aud say, Ego,
gentle creature, / will not harm YOU"
The scriptures say, ri will give you do.
minion over the fish Of the sea, and the
fowls of the air and the beasts of the
fields" and when the fsh and the fowls
and tho beasts say catch mo IL you can,
we 60 at it. But after all IL looks rather
small in grown up man or philoso.
pher, or preacher, TO sit on log half q
day trying to outgeneral few little in.
nocent perch and drown them in the air,
and all for sport, most all, we Wouldn't
give more than twenty-five cents for the
average lot. But like fishing neverthe.
less and the business is both scriptural
and apostolic. It is the opinion at my
house, however, that am poor fisher
man and that it does not pay and that
some other things are mora important
just now. So / shall quit for time, that
is until the water gets warm and the
sweet south wind comes breathing upon
the violet banks. never did know what
fish had to do with the wind, but Izaek
Walton has settled that question. They
will not bite when tho north wind blows
It will change their appetite ia o night
Neither will they bite In the light of the
moon like they will when the nights are
dark. A dark moon and a south wind
makes fish hungry and eager for bait.
Some men are fishermen by nature and
instinct. Some wander up and down all
day and change their base every ten
minutesaaud some will sit in the same
spot all day long. I knew q famous
fisherman in Rome long time ago who
would wager dollar that he could catch
cat or trout, or sucker, or a Dream
at will. He would let you name the
kind aud then he would catch that kind
on the first trial. He knew their haunts
anG holes and habits, and what bait they
loved, aud knew how to fish for them.
can't do that. have watched some.
thing nibbling at my hook for half an
hour and jerEed half dozen times
and at last pulled up little dirty mud
turtle. That is disgusting and aggrava.
ting, but when long suffering fisher.
man accidentally and unexpectedly 6nds
big trout has actually grabbed his hook
and shows fight and darts around aud
pitches and cayorts, and lashes the water,
and bends your pole almost double and
you brace yourself for the great occasion
with hope in your eye and your heart in
your mouth and begin to draw him in
and up and out, and just at the mex
pressible moment of success and triumph
he gives flirt and falls back. Oh, what
fall was that, my countrymen. What
goneness, what helplessness, what crush
ing, subducing feelings come over a man.
He couldn't smile if he was going to be
hung if he didn't. 1t is worse than to
have COW die, or to be left by the train.
I have experienced that, and gone home
as humble ss wet dog. It Is ten dol.
lar grief over the loss of half dollar
fish. But such is life. Little things
affect us more than big ones when we
have our hopes and our expectations
wrought up to concert pitch.
BILL ARP.