The Anderson intelligencer. [volume] (Anderson Court House, S.C.) 1860-1914, 1885-05-28
of game. We take mol pleasure in pur-
suing anything that is tame and submits
siye, but only banker after that which is

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suing anything that is tame and submits
sive, but only banker after that which is
wild and trying to escape. I reckon it
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 and say, "go,
gentle creature, I will not harm you"
The scriptures say, "I 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 fish and the fowls
and the beasts say catch me if you can,
we 20 at it. But after all it looks rather
small in grown up man or q philoso-
pher, OF preacher, to sit on log half a
day trying to outgeneral few little in-
noceut 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 I like fishing neverthe-
less and the business is both scriptural
and apostolic. 1t is the opinion at my
house, however, that am poor fisher
man and that it does not pay and that
some other things are more important
just now. So I shall quit for time, that
is until the water gets warm and the
sweet south wind comes breathing upon
the violet banks. I never did know what
fish had to do with the wind, but Izaak
Walton has settled that question. They
will not bite when the north wind blows.
1t will change their appetite in night.
Neither will they bite in the light of the
moon like they will when the nights are
dark. A dark moon and 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
minutesSand some will sit in the same
spot all day long. I knew 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 and then he would catch that kind
on the first trial. He knew their haunts
and holes and habits, and what bait they
loved, and knew how to fish for them.
[ can't do that. I have watched some
thing nibbl:-s at my hook for half an
hour and jerked a half dozen times
and at last pulled up little dirty mud
turtle. That is disgusting and aggrava-
ting, but when a long suffering fisher.
man accidentally aud unexpectedly finds
a big trout has actually grabbed his hook
and shows fight and darts around aud
pitches and cavorts, 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 ou and just at the mex
pressible momenS of success and triumph
he gives firt and falls back. Oh, what
a fall was that, my countrymen. What
goneness, what helplessness, what crush
Ing, subducing feelings come over 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 as wet dog. 1t is a ten dol
lar grief over the loss of a half dollar
fish. But such is life. Little things
affect us more than big ones when we
have our hopes and our expectations
wrought ZIP to concert pitch.
BILL ARP.