Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1886-08-01

man, man. ssbut wouldn't give up & were
Won You're young yet. 4 gueB youu
you. ). - - bssare Won die. %
is seNe > aid the amateur, 81 don't think
T viii. / guess III not try very hard
Good day"
70 the piazza of his fathers cottage, WINE
the old fishermen all resumed their occu-
nation of squidding for bluefish. But
while the amateur said little he was doing
a rreat deal of thinking. As he strobe up
and down the piazza Of his fathers house
he shook his head frequently. Finely he
stopped, and, clapping his hands, smiled
81 have itr' he exclaimed. "Pn make
those old barnacles open their eyes.
And with that he rushed into the house
Tn a short time he emerged armed with Q
long brass rod, heavy German silver reei
and stout bass line. Upon the end Of the
line he nut small artificial fish with a
hook in his tail Then he put . heavy
sinker ON close to the fish. Next he pro-
ceeded to the beach.
'wot you got thar" inquired the ancient
fisherman. ...-..
CARE YOU A-GoIN' TO SPEAR emp
ooh, no." said the amateur; "fve just
made ND my mind that since i cannot
catch biuefish your way I'll try little
scheme of my own"
The ancient fishermen laid aside their
squids and gathered around the amateur
to see what he was going to do. First ne
took off his shoes and stockings and rolled
ND his trowsers as high as possible. Next ne
waded into the undertow above his knees
Then he held his pole straight IN front OF
him and unreeled his line until the end OF
it was lust two or three inches clear OF the
ground He then threw the pole backward
till it was straight out behind him, and
without pausing swung it forward over his
head with great force. There was q swish
and rattle of the rapidly revolving reel.
The old fishermen saw the end OF the
amateurs line sailing through the air,
and beheld it plunge into the sea far
beyond where they were able to
cast their sounds. The amateur began
to reel in rapidly. The ancient fisher
men watched him. Suddenly they saw
him stop Keeling and saw his line go
out with rush. Then it slackened and
the amateur began to reel in again. Once
more there was rush of the line-this
time toward the amateur He reeled in rs
fast as he could. Suddenly the line be-
came taught. He eased of again. Then
he reeled in again. Now they saw him
ouicklv throw the butt of the pole out
ward and hold il there while he reeled in
slowly but steadily. In n few moments
the end of the surf into the undertow.
There was a splendid blueiish on the end
of it. He made few lunges in the un-
dertow, and the amateur gently played
with him. Then the fish turned on its
side.
"Ahr exclaimed the amateur, smiling,
"you give it up, do your"
And he gently drew up his prize.
"Jee-whittakerw exclaimed the old fish
erman, while his friends gazed in silent
establishment. This Teller weighs six
pounds sure" -,
Eyes" said the amateur calmly, hell
weigh all of that guess I'll try again. "
Once more the line went whizzing out
over the surf. Again the amateur got a
bite. Once more hauled in big fish, and
once more the ancient fishermen were
filled with establishment. The amateur
proceeded with his sport for an hour, and
in that time he caught twenty-six fine fish.
Then he put them OH stick and started
once more for the piazza of his fathers
house And as he departed he remarked
| to the ancient fishermen:
81 don't think I'll spend the rest of my
life in learning tn throw squid line.
Bass casting works pretty well on bluetish.
Don't you think sop