The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1888-03-10
HE CAUGHT A SUCKER.
The Experience of a Man Who Forti-
fed His Pockets With Fishhooks.

fed His Pock cts With FishhoOks.
From the Stockton (Cdl.) Mad.
bill Charters was very original man
that is, if he was out of job he'd devise
some way of his own to procure the where
withal to keepa fire in the CRATE and provis-
ions in the pantry" said man in a Main
street cigar store last night. bill was also
fond of fishing. On winter evenings at
home, if he had nothing better to do, he
would haul out his fishing tackle and in
spect it thoroughly, and then, after max
ing two or three new tangled fly hooks, he'd
place the outfit back in its box, at the same
time knowing that he'd be unable to use his
tackle for probably six months.
BILL livei in Boston when | first knew
him. That was eighteen or twenty years
ago, He was tinsnith by trade. ] vent
up one night to see him concerning some
work he had been engaged on for several
days Bill was in the dining room examin-
ing his fishing tackle when Ientered. After
settling cur tinsmithing business he began
exp aiming the different methods used to
catch the various species of the finny tribe
This hook was fl g for trout in the early
morning, that brown hackle was immense
at noon when the sun was shining ana that
white moth fly hook was simple perfection
in the evening, just about the time the sun
was setting.
Zone huge batch of hooks attracted my
attention. There Were probably thirty very
small eyehooks, all sewed securely to a
jagged piece of cloth string drilling-about
the size of your hand.
"'Bill,' said |, taking the hook covered
clotn inmy hand, did you ever catch any
fish with this arrangement
"'Yes, sir he answered with laugh, Il
caught a sucAer on that collection last fail
that weighed 100 pounds
"'Where and howf asked, hardly know
ing what Bill meant, as had never seen a
sucker that weighed more than three or
four pounds.
"'Just this way replied Bill. One night
my wife and decided to go to the theater
When we reached the box Office there was
perfect Jam of people. l left my wife
near the door while | struggled bravely to
reach the ticket window. asked for two
dress circle tickets, and when | put my
hand i'll my pocket to get the money to pay
for them discovered that my pocket
was gone. Stolen! exclaimed l, aud re-
treated.
"'Mrs Charters and walked home. She
felt disappointed; she wanted to see that
play. A thought struck me instantly. and
lust as quickly as possible | put my plan
into execution. Turning my moneypocket
inside out l hastily sewed all the small fish
hooks had TO the inside OF CnaU pocket IN
such a manner that when my pocket was
showed back to its proper position the barbs
of the hooks stood out and pointed down
ward.
"'I took some more money with me-but
placed it in another pocket-and again we
started for the theater. There was sill
considerable of crowd in the neighbor-
hood Of the box office, and once more be-
gan edgng my way through for the pur-
pose of procuring tickets. | allowed my
fishbook money pocket to take care of it
self.
"'Just as was being handed my tickets
I felt bite. | attempted to turn round,
when found had hooked very fine look
ing sucker in the shape Of well dressed
man who wore a shiny lie. | paid no at
tention to his Juggling at my pocket, as
knew after one or two tugs he'd quit. When
| reached my wife she seid William who
is this gentleman with youF l told her he
was a very particular friend of mine
"An officer standing at the door accom-
panied my friend and me, at my request,
into an adjoining room, where | explained
matters. | recovered my lost pocketbook
and greenbacks 1t was keeping company
with seven other similarly situated purses.
had to cut the pocket out to hand the thief
over to the officer, but it was returned to
me after the doctor succeeded in getting
the hooks out of the fellows hand
eyes concluded Bill, he was the big
gest sucker l ever caught-must have
Weighed at least 100 pounds. And this is no
fish story, either"