St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1889-07-21
The FUN OF FISHING.
Sanity City Anglers Who
Make a Pastime Of Find
ing Fish.
Col. Bobleter's Experience,
Which Resulted in a Back
Number.
A Baekset Which Did Not
Curtail Mayor Smiths
Sport.
Local Disciples Of Izaak Wal
ton and How They
Angle.

The fisherman is now abroad. In
where there is lake or a stream, a
ditch or even "dhrop of water" the
disciple of Isaak Walton may be found.
He is omnipresent.
There are fishermen and fishermen.
There are men who fish for gain. others
who fish for the love of the thing, and
those who fish because some one else
does. Among the three classes the
members of the finny tribe are having a
high old time. The least interesting of
the three classes of fishermen is the
man who takes up angling as profess
sion. There is no poetry about his
makeup. Everything he does-his very
Smile-haS about it something suggest
i've of dollars and cents. But the
sportsman, the man who fishes for
recreation, is always worthy of passing
notice. The truer the sportsman the
better the man. There are very few of
them nowadays. The world has become
SO sOrdid that they get either squeezed
out of it altogether or else cannot rise
beyond the narrow circle of greed and
pelf. These remarks apply to all kinds
of sport. The greatest class of fisher
men is that made up of men who take
to fishing because their next door
neighbor does. They are growing
class, and will continue to grow. There
is something so very
SOOTHING TO THE PALATE
of the small man who wants to look big
when he says: 81 was at the lakes yes
terday, fshing;;" or, Ppm just off for
weeks tiSh"-that any explanation of
Inv of
class of fishermen is altogether Unneces-
Sary. The larger this class becomes the
better it is for the professional fisher
man. The fish market must inevitably
continue to be brisk; the bare thought
of dull times is outrageous. 1t is GER
tain that the man who fishes out of per-
SOnal pique must have fish. He has
heard that it is customary to
come back with "a big string
of 'em." He must therefore do the
same. There is one thing above doubt:
He can never tickle the fancy of the
denizens of the deep sufficiently enough
to get them to take his bait; but he can
do something mOre-he can bny the fish
at the market and nobody will be the
wiser. He can return home with it in
his basket, invite number of friends to
supper and go down to pOsterity with a
man who fishes because somebody else
does. In other words he's a fraud on
society.
THE TOPIC OF ALL TOPICS
at this season of the year is fishing
Society is at the lakes and, when not oc-.
cupied in tranSacting other peoples
business, the female members of the
elect are being tutored by their male
SWANS in holding the line and throwing
for catch. The fish story is on top.
1t would take a three-volume book to
contain the stories of wonderful catches
and fish incidents current in the city.
They are to be heard on every side In
the merchants Office, at the store, in
the saloon at the roadside, in the draw
ing, and-whisper it low-at the church.
Some Of these fish stories are excruciat-
ing. An instance may be recorded.
Last week Col. Bobleter was seized with
the idea that he had missed his avoca-