Bismarck weekly tribune., 1889-06-28

happy on0c1patlon, ana oe'
ieve then that there Is no healthier or more
restful out Of door sport than ay fishing for
peckled trout
While bait fishing may afford sport to
many, and possibly at times kill more fish, it
does not compare with the higher art Of dy
fishing We do not all fish for the sake Of
the fish alone; were it so we would find it 4
cheaper and easier to 60 to the nearest mar
ket and purchase what we need It Is the
skill required, the beautiful scenery, the mt-
nc of the birds, the perfume Of the aowera,
and, above all, the health giving exercise,
that 60 to make up the sum total Of the pleas.
ures Of ay fishing.
older lose their interest in II, but when they
ticularly for trout, they never give 1t up -
long Is they can Weld the rod. Of salmon
fishing, unfortunately, cannot speak, q
never have had the happy chance to enjoy
that noble sport; but even salmon anglers
tell me that they do not lose their taste for
trout fishing and often resort to it while on
salmon streams, and enjoy the quiet relief
from the moro exciting sport. y,
had the good fortune last fall to receive
an invitation to spend week with friend,
who is part owner Of royal tract Of wilder
ness in the Adirondack country. While
there he suggested ono day that l. ought to
visit an outlying pond, some five miles back
in the woods, famous for its trout. So the
next morning Reuben Cary, one of the best
guides ever met, and made an early start.
The weather was very threatening and the
tramp hard one, but still the long walk
through the silent forest was not without its
charms. The startling fight of the ruffled
grouse, the discovery Of q fresh deer or bear
track where they crossed the old wood road,
and many other little incidents kept us on the
alert until the glimmer of the lake told us
that our journey was at an end.
Reuben hunted up his well concealed canoe,
which we carried to the shore from its hiding
place and we were soon afoat. had rugged
for my cast futtering Brandrc.h, Lottie
and bright Montreal dressed on No. sproat
hooks. Silently we glided out from among
the lily pads on the deep dark water, and l
commenced casting. For the first half hour
my efforts were in vain, and feeling of dis.
appointment began to creep over me, when,
without moments warning, q good pound
trout broke with a mighty splash, and
struck sharp and quick.
A fierce struggle for a few moments that
disturbed the intense quiet of the place, and
be was netteds Again least for some time
in vain, when suddenly there was double
splash and was fast to two. They had it
pretty much their own way, particularly
when soon after third big trout took the
remaining fly. Fortunately there was plenty
of clear water, so that all had to do was to
let them fight it out. This took some time,
and such rushing and splashing have seldom
seen; but patience has its own reward" and
let them pull and haul to their hearts con
tent, often carrying my tip under water.
When tired, Reuben netted them with great
skill, and had three superb trout, each
weighing over pound.
In the month Of September, 1887, made
my first acquaintance with the black spotted
trout of Idaho. was the guest of a jolly
party of prominent sportsmen, mostly from
the good city of Brooklyn, led by Gen. Rod
ney G.. Ward After delightful trip of siz
daysin the private car Wanderer" we found
ourselves at Sand Point, Idaho, situated on 6
beautiful lake named Pend d'Oreille, pro
nounced Pend de Ray by the inhabitants
This magnificent sheet Of water, some forty
miles long>seemed more like an Italian lake
with its bright green water, purple noun
tains and deep blue sky. This is the home o
the black spotted trout. At first thought